HICK AND WILLIE AND THE ART REVIEW
By James Cummins
Hick:
“Oh, the parks minister to lovers in the spring!
Rhythms of love turn out to be symphonic,
that started out merely platonic …
Any keepers on your Match.com list, Wild Thing?”
Willie:
“You’re saying ‘the demesnes fructify the friends’?
Don’t kid a kidder. Love and art are drugs–
it’s hormones that lure us to each others’ mugs.
The memes justify the ends.”
Hick:
“Aha, someone’s procrastinating! Just go to the museum.
Interview the curator, check out the installation,
write the review. Finishing instills elation!
Then we can go to Maine, and kill No See ‘Ums.”
Willie:
“Academics! Please. If what they ‘know’
they really knew,
they wouldn’t blow the way they do.
I need to fall in love, you know?”