On OKCupid

O what a laugh, what fun to expect
in the fun hall all decked out American Apparel rodeo!

The faces are stacked and, like all young Jacks of
All You-Know-Whats it’s all there in the blink
or the botched skin and bread crumb pimples
of high school fantasies when

what who why (how if you were trying) and where
seemed to satisfy lithe Mrs. Hackmatt and why not?

She is from the time before *shrug*

so what if she’d known what was to become

of her pupils,
their genes,

bleached seeking relief in a sea of meaning
as brief as a semester with Derrida

would she be proud of the notes we passed undercover?


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