My poem is better than your poem.
The thoughts in my head
are purer
more evocative
stronger
– and faster too.

I can write deeper than you
with greater wit and cleverosity
– and more evocative consonants.
You’ll find more rhythmic references to French history
and French fries
in my latest work
than you have ever written.

My books
Are thicker
and denser
and darker
and dirtier
than yours.

I’ve got it all over you
writingly.
You got it?
Great.
Now please,
can I see Pulitzer?
Oh.
May I?