the future is ours
because we paid so much money for it.
Lonely little dagger wake up
we'll collect weighted lists to cast your new aim at
I guess I'll study writing
I guess I'll study people
in a room full of people who hate God and want sex too much.
I'll just smile at them.
Read my poems about moths and bats
clownfish and television.
I can recite the high modernists,
and tell you which poet's life was the creepiest,
and at my parents dinner table I'll win arguments
about how contrived most country music lyrics are.
And instead of golf I'll impress my boss with my
knowledge of the classics.
Fitzgerald and Keats, The Art Of War, Frost and then J.D. Salinger
will help me get promoted, help me ascend glorious
To a pool I won't swim in and four children that
I'll name after college personnel that let me make up work
When I was caught turning in old assignments.
And at my parents dinner table I'll win arguments
about the man that we've elected president.
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