limited editions

i tell everyone

i see

that there is a ten book limit

to each customer

\

when they purchase my modest

slender book

of poems.

then i laugh.

i mean really,

who reads poetry

anymore, or ever.

the high schools have ruined

it for us, dragging out

walt whitman

each dreary cold september.

robert frost.

shakespeare even.

you need a dictionary

and a degree

in greek mythology to

understand

half of what these honored

scribes

have written.

rilke and willian blake

and the eternals.

please, my eyes are bleeding.