why uncertified alternates?

          

          you may have inadvertently knocked at the door to the wrong house.

          could be you've run headlong into the wrong man regardless of location devices.

          even so, I'll regard your arrival as a positive response to an invitation.

          nothing said here so early in the morning

          will encourage you to rise up from the edge of your bed.

          there’ll be no revelations or titillations,–– and to be clear,

          counter-storytellers of the subject matter either living or dead

          or easily distracted busybodies or nincompoops,

          should've written their own damn poems.

          sure, there'll be deep-throated grunts of disapproval and

          sure, the antagonists will demand peer review documentation and

          sure, Marciano, broken and bleeding would've clocked Ali in the 14th,

          but goddamn! I'm just daydreaming for christsake!