no.

i do not

think hemingway

would speak at

this graduation

even if he were brimming

with lunatic sanity, or he

kept his bedroom clean. i believe

the best way to do THIS would

be for all of us to beat the hell out

of one another so we would not be

sequestered beneath pianowire grins-

at least the grass would

be trampled underfoot. at least we could

get in some last good hits, and the

pedantic speaker might be forgotten in

days, healing at home in the beginning of summer

from welcome black eyes,

from mad, mad reallife grinning.

that's for

hemingway, damned beautiful genius