Department stores have too much stock for me –
I feel I’ll never get to see it all,
so every time I buy turns out to be
an almost accidental pick. I fall
for something close so I can get away;
I’m overwhelmed by all that merchandise.
As I’m oppressed and crowded out today:
too many, too diverse, and too unwise.

My sister hasn’t any legs. My aunt
is drunk and beautiful. My brother plays
fantastic basketball but still he can’t
do algebra, and though I have some days
okay, I’m really ugly, ain’t I God?
where everyone is relatively odd …