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Gracie Von Antemeter

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Gracie Von Antemeter

One o'clock in the morning,
we connect by phone, 
Chicago to Boston. I tell you 
about the ugly tomatoes I bought, 
your in hysterics. Listen, I say, 
they have a their own web site; 
take them seriously. 
We head to the fruit 
while you read me a story,
it's about a poet, nabbed 
by the cliche police. 
You can hardly read; 
I can hardly listen. 
ROTFLOAO! We become certifiable 
when Tom, Matt and Otto, 
("The Authentic Grape Tomatoes") say hello. 
I'm happy you had a good day 
with your new screwdriver;
you're happy, and still laughing 
about the ugly tomatoes. Somehow 
we get from the perfectly round tomato, 
(exploited and tasteless; engineered
by geeks and pushed over the top
by marketing geeks) that satisfy 
everyone but the customer, 
to my telling you, Wal-mart 
has ripped the souls out of our towns. 
You read me a poem. I read you a poem, 
Franz Wright's "Publication Date" - 
I get to my favorite line- 
"A sparrow limps past on it's little crutch saying 
I am Federico Garcia Lorca risen from the dead -." 
and I'm gone again. 
You solve a bump in your epic; I agree. 
You read me another poem. We talk about our Kerouac trip 
to Georgia. A late, late IM from my daughter 
and I have to go; and you're ordering ugly tomatoes. 
Good night, Gracie. 

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