Betsy Robin Schwartz

okay, it's finally that

straw breaking day

I have had it

with your small

mushy MBA minds

the greasy ink-stained

fingers that point

until someone falls

down so you can

step up, but not step

up to it

you stock gambler

without a clue

without a key

you who never

cracked a book

except to cook

the books

you who get your

news from geraldo's

ghost and know

no other rivieras

but want to correct

someone else's grammar

because it's not how

everyone else does it

how everyone else

would could should

speak

hey you

yeah you

big flaccid boy

get the fuck

out of my way

a mountain can only

be moved by a unique

force of nature and

god made me to laugh

in the face of volcanoes