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They say poetry is dead.  Or that

it might still live, but only

for insiders.  Like the vintage

Corvette owners who work only

on each others’ old Corvettes.

I say maybe, thumbing through my

Hasselhoff Dossier.  This further

infuriates.  The hoods are always

blue or silver.  Or red.  Or black

with silver stripes.  Or tan.