For Ken and Erika

From Klutznick you might expect to get

A 3 a.m. faxed novelette


(The kind of drama one expects

When writing lines by Rolodex),


Always living with the threat

Of his stunts with some brunette,


Endless screenplays that condemn

Our telephones to S&M,


But if this doesn’t go to others

With your name at Lehman Brothers,


And if the icepacks didn’t freeze

The Klutz vaccine from Sotheby’s,


Then herewith you might defray

The full effects of Sam’s next play.