PISTOL PACKING POETS
Yesterday I renewed
My permit to carry a concealed weapon.
It’s gotten more explicit.
It now reads:
Permit to carry a concealed pistol.
I paid $42 to exercise my right,
$10 extra because
The previous permit had expired.
You never know when some overwrought poet
Will feel like getting shot,
As the Rabbi Simon once reminded me:
Verlaine shot Rimbaud.
If I had a dollar
For every time some crazy poet
Walked into a reading or otherwise
Waved a pistol in my face,
I’d have 4 dollars.