Monday, June 14, 2010

Not Enough

he suddenly turns on me
furious sarcastic condescending mean
denounces me classes me with
"ruling class persons" sneers at the
"wealth of the Connecticut WASP"

my time in Connecticut
two bright years at Hotchkiss
two clouded years at Yale
nine months in the loony bin
(albeit free to go)
ten years working in a factory
(albeit a harpsichord factory)
calls me a parasite

I was never rich
I wish I were but not enough
it's true I am not a great pianist
but no one will accompany you more sympathetically
no one try harder to play beautifully

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