no, i think joanne wrote something in

an email once, it was nothing like ‘fizz’

really, having none of those odd letters

within i love so like scrabble like sex

on a slippery twister matt or trademark,

but it expressed hope i might remain one

of the lower-case people, then she went

away for a while & came back as editor

of a literary magazine / i tried to write

more prosey for a while, at least a day

or two afterward, where the coffee tasted

brasher & things didn’t quite sit right

(they stalled erect constantly) so now

i don’t argue with my credit-card-

company, there are simply other ways

to lightly shade any pause, everything you

can ever think of is always better than.