COMING OUT OF RETIREMENT
C Ra McGuirt
dear mr. professor: i used to be a
real
professional wrestler
before i was only a
poet again,
so i understand
artistic pretense.
my question is this:
who do you think you're fooling
with the pretense of non-self-
referentialism,
you bunch of pencil-necked geeks?
it's past time for a six-man
lights-out no disqualification
barbed-wire electrified cage death
match!
this week! the arena!
you get the other two geeks.
i'll bring whitman&bukowski,
& we'll stomp your pipe-sucking
scotch-slurping butts,
even if we have to cheat.
hell! we LIKE to cheat!
haven't you heard? the word 'i'
is my favorite foreign object!
