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On the Occasion of the 10th Anniversary of Cobalt's Poetry Reading |
It's a bardic honor to read poetry
at the Cobalt
where the host, Lupe Rickert*,
is of Napoleonic proportions,
where a mannequin
prepares to mOOn your poetry
from its astral perch,
Marilyn Manson writhes
in agony to your words,
the wall lauds you quietly,
treats your words
like Rolling Stones,
sticking out its tongue at you,
proclaiming your work Atomic Garbage,
tells you to
Kiss off the wall
as a fan of your poetry,
While not waving the flag
patriotically.
*Rick Lupert
copyright 2004
Mani
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