Sport Utility Poem


Here’s to good friends. Tonight is kinda special.
There’s no fuselage like lack of enjambment.
You meant to dream a kingdom of beginnings,
but meaning comes after dreams, no matter what
some commercial for German beer might suggest.
Hamstrung by abundance, another poem
in English, official language of traffic
and other things that happen the world over,
at least according to streaming video,
the official language of streamed video
the world over insofar as you know it.
Paint a different color—maybe the color
of some meat’s juices cooked clear—on your front door.
You’re the king of this jungle of suffixes.