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Three poems Poetry |
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Two Lessons in the Manly Art of Self-defense
Lesson Two is to stand as tall
as you hoped you’d be someday.
It’s what good MC’s do
to their shaky selves backstage
before they go striding out
impersonally in person
in charge of you and yours
and all forthcoming events.
You do this standing still
in what you’re certain must be
the safest place on earth
and yours alone. You stare
steadily, directly,
narrowly right between
the eyes of this odd Someone
or Other who thinks he has
your number in his fist.
And Lesson One is to take
an antihistamine
beforehand to control
your allergies to flowers.
