For Robert Brambilla (and the Iota Café)
A correspondence from the I.R.S.
Arrived in March, addressing my distress—
Responding to a PLR request,
It gave a name and number—swift access!
I called his number, sure that I would hear:
“You’ve reached the IRS—press pound, press star—
Press, keep pressing until your eyes leak tears—
Traverse technology, confront bizarre!”
Instead, a brisk male voice proclaimed: “Hello.”
Stunned, I stammered, croaked, “Mr. Brambilla?”
“Yes, can I help? What do you need to know?”
Empathic, caring—no fierce Godzilla!
A humanistic lawyer! Priceless gem!
He taught me how to make and plead my case.
He organized his office (all of them),
I later learned, and issued this ukase:
“In order to preserve our human psyches
We will engage in noontime scenic hikes!”
Brambilla, Bob Brambilla is his name—
Humanity and justice are his game!
(6/18/11)