I can always change my shirt and
dress into one that is properly ironed
and starched
i can see the hairdresser and play hamlet,
prince of denmark
i do not need a stage
i know what the audience likes
that they hate being asked questions
as they do not stand headaches
the game goes on
until a rabid dog shows up
biting people to its left
and right
who is to blame?
I
– have a high profile
in those moments
that make me a poet
i can quit the game
to nourish my truth
and anything makes
a roundabout sense
is that a sin?
