We’re No. 2! is ironic. Who would cheer
to be No. 2? It’s binary. You’re in or you’re out.
You’re a player or you’re eighty-sixed. Excluded.
I know which one I’d rather be. I’m proud of it.
1 or 0. The question is, what conditions must you satisfy?
It’s as irrefutable as a logic print. Would you would or
would you wouldn’t? Is you is or is you ain’t
an existentialist. Hey, bossman…what you say—
easy pickin’s: ain’t nobody here but us chickens.
Jack Saunders. Screed. I’d been writing ten years.
Jack Remick said it was 30 years ahead of its time.
I only have a year to go. I’m getting closer.
I inch up on it asymptotically.
I am frozen. Resonating!