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This poem is taken from PN Review 237, Volume 44 Number 1, September - October 2017.

I’ll See Myself Out Miles Burrows
Some poets lift you up.
Others let you down.
Most leave you exactly where you were.
I’m reading the banker poets.
The banker poets write with prescience
And the self-knowledge and guilt of bankers,
And they are writing for other bankers.
I don’t mean the tailored girls waiting to help you with the computer in the wall
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