Why jump into bed with people who hate you.
I often think this, when I see some second rater,
who could be good, weeping into their hankie,
being consoled by third raters being nice.
As they argue for praise over things that never sell.
Oh well, leave them to it, and never be honest
and if necessary drink somewhere else.
One should count you triumphs on the quality
of places from which you've been barred, or
on the bosomy nature of those lobbying to have
your work excluded from anthologies, for cutting
a little too close. Though, strangely
this objectionable content touches them more
than you, who lived it. Finding suitable homes
to make people homeless is the height
of charity these days.
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