NEW POETIC ORDER

We’ll get there, I know

Be the world’s greatest show, expo

You, me,

We’re for the world to see,

Didn’t you know, this is what we’re for?

Nothing less, but everything more,

Up in their faces

On billboards in Macy’s

Like those before us, Warhol

Ageless, Greater

We’ll be copper, we’ll be gold, currency

So sweet, so good, lick us up like candy

Promise I’ll be nice, unlike Andy