Live Free or Die a Carnie with an MFA

It occurs to me
as your excuses pile up like dander
beneath the headboard

that you have never waxed
anything other than mustaches
and into the afternoon I

drool micro-lakes of CNN
POP POP (big black cloud)
APPLAUSE/ROLLERSKATES you have the

pickles not to have cable. Your
Primetime sitcoms and dramas
limp softer than their Emmys.

DON'T FOLLOW THEM INTO THAT DARK SPINCTER!
Friend, it's not your eyes it's
your heart convulsing for sun

and sugar and jalapeño sauce.
Forget BOURGEOIS/WORKING CLASS/
GENERATIONS/RACE/BLUE BLOODED

LAW FIRMS/PRO BONO INDIGNANTS.
It's America, mother fucker.
Join the club.
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For David, who hassled me for months to do a poetry project with him and then did nothing.