There are systems & systems
& this one doesn’t work for
me, though you do, which is
why I urge you, dump this
system, it’s only there to hang
you from a flagpole & make
you wave & give you a wedgie &
then you’ll have to write the
same poem a thousand times,
& see the way they posture &
pull each other down & make
up funny names for each other &
the whole thing ends in a dialogue
not intelligent enough to be even
Rabelaisian & that’s really saying
something & so am I, here, now—
when they bid you, don’t bow
There are systems & systems
& this one doesn’t work for
me, though you do, which is
why I urge you, dump this
system, it’s only there to hang
you from a flagpole & make
you wave & give you a wedgie &
then you’ll have to write the
same poem a thousand times,
& see the way they posture &
pull each other down & make
up funny names for each other &
the whole thing ends in a dialogue
not intelligent enough to be even
Rabelaisian & that’s really saying
something & so am I, here, now—
when they bid you, don’t bow