the super bowl


means a lot
to america &
the world
& me

the buildup, the hype, the rolling stones
we can’t wait for the commercials
with dragons and naked women and free beer
real zingers, the best part is
what do they want us to buy?

it’s third and long
they really need a play here
it’s gotten so aggressive out there
what for, they’re all rich
what a hit, the ball popped out
he heard footsteps
he got smacked
that kid is six foot seven
and built like a federal bureaucracy

especially the one where everyone in the office
is drunk, tearing up the place, subtext abounds
i see america in that one, i see me in that one
we’re doing it for the team, totally soberly
drunk, throwing my computer through the wall
dry humping a door jamb, screaming wildly
baiting the national security administration

broke a tackle, nifty move
five-eleven, two-fifty comin’ atcha
big hole in the line, give the offense credit
but here’s how to exploit a hole
boom! shifty, too, look at that footwork
and he’s gone

shirt ripped, i’m 10,000 years old
a survivor of wars, rumors, crappy weather
now i’m starring in a superbowl commercial
me and the goddamn comet oh yeah
here comes the goddamn comet
it lands north of the superbowl in upper ontario
it shatters the permafrost
that’s me emerging from the depths
i emerge to see what it was all about
i’m in a superbowl commercial
selling some really nice things

here comes a big big play
third down and six
four man rush
what a weak pass
intended for the tight end
linebacker snatches it from the jaws of death
he’s got it, he rumbles , a block, open field
the thirty, the twenty, ten, five, touchdown!

bare nipples and instant replay
sudden violence and unsportsmanlike conduct
america needs the super bowl
america is the super bowl, america, fuck yeah
mass hypnosis and mediated ecstasy
pizza and beer and short term memory
america. see your travel agent
it’s a super place to visit
bring your own bowl

he botched the punt
first time in the third quarter
in super bowl history
that an afc team botched a punt
when it really counted
looks like we’ve got a game here
don’t move that dial

 

by the super boy poets bowl