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Ace Boggess
“But Where Is That Ambition Now?”
—Albert Goldbarth, “Ridiculous Trade”
What do we want? A Nobel Prize.
When do we want it? Before
we’ve earned it or grown too old
to spend the money on a lavish life
or wear that heavy medallion around our necks.
What do we want? A key to the city.
When do we want it? Before
shops have been looted,
leaving us with cans of sauerkraut &
bags of frozen peas.
What do we want? To be named CEO of America.
When do we want it? Sooner
the better. No starting in the mailroom,
working our way through seventy levels
of brass knuckles & middle management.
What do we want? To hear a song
we used to love, although we can’t
recall its name or why it brought us happiness.
When do we want it? Before
music turns to ashes in our ears.
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