To The Poet At His Girlfriends’ Office Party

When her coworkers ask
So what is it you do?
Do not tell them the truth.

Say, instead,
I am a firecracker.

I am a time bomb.

I am a hurricane whirling,
an earthquake shaking the earth awake,
a rocket screaming open the bright blue sky,

I am a war cry.

and then, when they know
exactly what it is you do
take a sip of water
and mumble something about
poetry books and publishing them.

This poem was originally published under the pen name Gabriel Gadfly.
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