Monday, January 17, 2011

mcccxxii

Wow, I’m so married.

Everybody keeps kissing me twice but it’s
against the law to hold hands in this country.
Repudiation of above brings mad bears with
guns.   Somehow I’m lecturing students on
gay poetry.   I’ve brought Whitman, O’Hara,
Ginsberg, edwards, Sigo, and Brolaski to
counter.   Start off with what’s important:
I’m not gay but I play one on teevee.   “You’re
only graded on your performance.”   Always
be flexible.   This is why yoga helps.