I discovered Demetri Martin
the same day I came across Charles Bukowski.
It was a good day
and a good example
of why people like me
like to live in America.
PS: In case any immigration officials
read poetry, and have been following my blog,
when I say ‘live,’ I mean
just for three months.
I know I keep extending my ticket
but I fully intend to go home
on the eve of the three months
I’m pretty sure I’m allowed to be here.