DON'T INTERUPT ME, I'M THINKING BRILLIANT THOUGHTS

[This poem was written for John Emmons after he kicked me off the stage at a poetry reading at Cafe Esspresso Roma, in Las Vegas. He was drunk and I was reading someone else's poetry. He said if it wasn't mine I shouldn't read it. So, it's kind of funny to me now to go to readings and hear so many people read poems they didn't write. I almost miss the 800lb poetry gorilla that was John Emmons, circa 1994. He laughed when I read this, and we became almost friends afterwards.]

I'm here to talk about me
I'm here to talk about you
I'm here to talk about the difference between us two
I didn't come here to be cool
I didn't come here asking for acceptance
I came here to vent some frustration, resentment, anger and pain
I came here to set it all free
and that, my friend, is a beautiful thing
maybe I didn't write that
but it's dear to my heart
like so many of the things which set us apart
well what about you?
do you have a clue?
you think you're the only one
you think you're the first born son
well I say you're just another poor tasteless pun
yeah, you killed me with your pen
get off the stage you ego slave
no, I didn't come here tonight to rain on your parade
I came to piss all over it
you're the host clown of a one ring circus the size of a beer can
you want to be the toast of the town
well here's my dick in your eye
yeah, you're the man, the man of the hour
you look real sharp in that suit
but the clothes don't make the man
images can't deceive for long
and if anyone cares to look close enough they will see it too
why do you think I wear a Dog Chow hat?
I don't mind, I'm not ashamed
I can admit when I am lame
humility that's the key
I don't need anyone looking up to me
sure it's nice to have my ego stroked
but that's not why I came here
I'm not looking to inflate my ego
especially not after seeing yours
your ego doesn't deserve to be stroked
it deserves to be pounded
I could fly, but I keep myself grounded
I could be the salvation of your kind
if I really thought you were worth the effort
I'll reach that peak and keep on climbing
but you won't see me because your vision is so fucked up
can't you see by now?
can you dig it? yeah, dig it, dig your grave
in your oversight you'll look around the hole you're in
and think you're on top of the world
like it never occured to you
that if you pulled your head out of your ass
the shit would come out more smoothly
yeah, I've had it up to here with your smug self-important shit
but being the masochist that I am
here's a penny for your thoughts you overpriced word whore
now go make a downpayment on some respect for others

- Marvin Scott Marvin, 1994