about the guy who told you he always wanted
to be president, or a doctor but never did. But never
did anything but sell day old bread.
You list your accomplishments, picture obituaries,
and send out emails urging your friends to drink
and drive but to remember to sign their organ donation cards.
Any day now the call about kidneys available,
any day you might stumble onto something.
While reading the paper you might see an ad
for a Matzo Ball eating contest and be suddenly certain
you'll be remembered and you'll receive a pancreas
and a perfect kidney. For you there is greatness
and both your parents are still alive to see it. Any day now
like it happened for the day-old bread store owner
who became somebody in the competitive eating circuit.
-Larissa Andrusyshun
(A friend of mine & Fred)
(A friend of mine & Fred)
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