Monday, March 7, 2016

On the Death of Eileen Myles (Which, as of This Writing, Has Not Yet Happened)

On the Death of Eileen Myles (Which, as of This Writing, Has Not Yet Happened)
 
When Eileen dies,
Won't we all be rushing to our keyboards
To type out our "O, I don't give a shit" poems?
It seems inevitable.
She knows she has asked for it.
 
But I am impatient,
And I don't want to wait,
So here I am, hoping to beat all you motherfuckers to the punch.
 
Except I can't write her off so blithely:
I like her fucking poetry and prose.
Plus,
I'm not interested in pissing on corpses
I'm much more interested in
Who's going to piss on mine.
 
March 7, 2016