12. celebritariat

what do you want with a poet
in your marble-hard process
one who already dismissed you
as unworthy of his indigo reveries

one who in imagination blasts
these walls to smithereens
saying let
the sun shine
in
do you only need this citizen
cipher
in case all others prove unsuitable
i could dispense judgments
i could draw up blueprints

i could level with you

i am only even here
till i can slip away decently
free for the rest of the afternoon

a woman with her infant child
on the train