A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Midwestern Lament

If you don't act important
no one thinks
you're important.

Where I come from
there's a shrine
to Humility

to which we make offerings
of melted-down
"Most Team Spirit" trophies

of p's
q's
and ingenue smiles

which people from this coast
deride as a form
of reticence.

Ask me a question besides
"How do you know each other?"
and you'll find out

who I am, asshole,
friend
of a friend of a friend.

3 comments:

  1. "who I am, asshole"! I love it. The flip side of Midwestern humility/reticence is Midwestern telling-it-like-it-is (at least in poem form.) Also I love it because obviously I've been enjoying direct address to hilarious names for [male] jerks: jackass > dirtbag > asshole.

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  2. Thank you for your support of my bitter lament! I fear I made a fatal error by not using "dirtbag" in lieu of "asshole" -- IT WAS RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF ME! Although I guess asshole is pretty funny because it also means "asshole."

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