Tarof

a nation in your pockets 

an ideology to go 

 

go set up anywhere you’ll see 

your ideas remain remote 

 

you came at a delicate time 

shedding skin twice at night 

 

she couldn’t stand your ideas 

you were off; it was real 

 

how you love to smoke 

how you love to talk 

 

how your ancestors would recognize 

a lot of your tarof 

 

a very elaborate breakfast 

plans remaining indefinite 

 

you live very comfortably 

but there’s only room for one 

◄ The middle-aged uneducated white-american male 

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