my slice of fame

all that I think
and do
makes no difference to the world
at large
unfazed as they
societies/cultures/nations/academies
are by a lone voice
with none of the credentials
that matter to Them

no huge hunk of cash
no power on their stages
no blockbustin’ celeb fame
no prestigious Nobel/Pulitzer/National Book Award
(and yet
a winner with every crackjacks box)

though I am not unheard by
the cashier at the Hess station
surrounded by soda
and cigs
and chips
and nuts
and energy drinks
and chewing tobacco
and cigarette papers
and bottled water
and blunts
and newspapers
and lottery tickets
and beer
and condoms
and lighters
and Aleve
and the racing form
and gasoline by the gallons

she’d like me to apply
for a position
so we could talk
and the work would get done

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