Saturday, April 25, 2009

Refusals

Your institutions bore me
Go get a job
Let me buy you a glass of wine
I laugh at pretentious jokes
All flarf aside
I relish in your poetic pickle
Monitoring the flux
Manning the gate
Help me help you
Your lesson plans
And history
Of some dead process
You bore me
And make me sick to my stomach
Like sauteed spinach mixed with tapioca
I hope you haughty experimentalists
Find the right match
In me
I'm your man
I will join your lack of understanding
And graciously agree
With whatever she said
She the cat
She the in seperable diversion


--
Gary Memi
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