Beam Me Up, Scottie
Don't keep me grounded at all,
let's have a ball, forget it all,
it's time to slip away, go jay-walk
across the galaxy, forget this
poetry crap -- I'd rather take a nap.
No more accolades, no more getting laid.
Forget the stanzas, have a bonanza. Anyway,
what do those dam words mean, Bukowski?
Tell us, what do they mean? And who cares?
What would one more word of your poetry matter?
One more line? One more stanza? What does it matter
to this dying civilization that doesn't need it?
Christopher T. George
"Beam Me Up, Scottie" -- a photograph by Christopher T. George