How much credit do I claim and where do I claim it like the office of literary claim or
the office of welfare and how did I earn that contempt was it my uppity or
déclassé mode in sexts I suffer how I suffer and it’s my expense is there a grant or
should I get an agent in all senses of the word literary and cultural and mask or
will it be a ceiling made out of canonical anthologies we bump or
does my class ascent assuage your guilt is it ever as inevitable or
do I remind you of the rhetoric your ilk find both offensive and sensible or
does it seem that I’m an aesthetic monster and antisocial oppositional or
will I be a caricature I fear Chihuahua mother the token the share or
a literal stranger at the cool kids table and does my diffidence touch you or
my affect or my vision or my gears or my perpetual indulgences or
when it gets added up and tallied by the chamber whoever that is and what I’ve earned or
haven’t earned even then even then will I be the confirmation