from all the hoopla.
I shall group my aptitudes
in little rows, and call upon
just those of them who’ve
got the chops and nose
and humor – and that
slick gift for fomenting
rumor so completely
necessary to the smooth
wellbeing and the glad
transactions of the Soul.
Today, well, screw ‘em if they
want it whole: they’ll get
exactly what I choose to put
into the bowl: the dazzle
and the fritz: and all
the rest of impermissible.
Today I’ll be a Judy Garland
kind of star and keep us
guessing who we are.
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