04-24-2017, 03:16 PM
An out-of-work poet
reciting her resume
curses the scansion
of her telephone number
she’d kill for
681-3121
expecting their applause --
enjambment of her reference section
fell flat
too many allusions
she exits, thinks
it’s hard to make a living now
that poetry’s popular
everyone vies
for Poet Laureate.
She cries in her berete.
“Next!” they say.
reciting her resume
curses the scansion
of her telephone number
she’d kill for
681-3121
expecting their applause --
enjambment of her reference section
fell flat
too many allusions
she exits, thinks
it’s hard to make a living now
that poetry’s popular
everyone vies
for Poet Laureate.
She cries in her berete.
“Next!” they say.