TO THE ESTRANGED
Sometimes a person may be tempted to accept
neglect from those who seem to qualify as great,
assuming ignorance and cold to be his fate;
resigned to anonymity, dejected, swept
away by bitter bankruptcy, and those adept
at arrogance; to be inclined to overrate
those privileged successors of the fourth estate,
believing roses sprout where the Elite have stepped.
Bohemian! The toe of the Establishment
is pink adobe rooted in a pool of spittle,
eroding slowly by an unobstructed drip
from spread lips, having hardened, curled without relent.
This hulk, to hold its structure, must stand noncommittal,
and may not move to save itself — head, hand, nor …