Excited For Some Reason

Unfurling before our eyes

expands an endless array of Dilettantes,

a buzz at the front door sharpens things

as the Dilettantes coalesce into

one hirsute instance of the nigh cryptozoological

Dilettante

a buzz from the neighbor who lost her keys

Dilettante hesitates,

not to be rude, but cuz he’s awkward

dont know her name, sorry

only been living here for 3, 4, 5 years

i said sorry

i should know her name for crying out loud

(bend it like Dilettante)

i’m going to my room

to your room?

open the door, dude, it’s your “turn”

i opened it last time

i don’t remember that

yeah cuz it was 3 weeks ago

wait

i just got a text

he’s going to be here any minute

who

lots of baseball signs,

he’s like a third base coach

what the fuck is he trying to say

dissolve, choronzon, into nothingness

sound & fury

nothing

godot

multiple Dilettante heads pop out of each doorway,

in a long series of doorways,

leading down a seemingly infinite hallway,

there must be mirrors,

it can’t actually be infinite

can it

Godot?

did somebody say godot?

it’s pronounced Gold STEEEEEEEEEEEN.

& the Dilettantes arrange themselves in a congo line,

excited for some reason.

***

Calling to you who wanders aimlessly, or wonders,

Calling to those lost on the flotsam of eternity:

    You are a donkey that shall die in a terrifying bray.