My Own Private Ulysses: To Buck Or Not To Buck

(Oliver Flitcroft of the Volta Theatre Co.)

My Own Private Ulysses:

To Buck Or Not To Buck

I want to be the Buck for Bloomsday next.

Oh, what a dream to not give any fucks

And mock it all, completely unperplexed.

There better not be any other Bucks

To block my cocky walk ‘round Dublin town,

While swinging freely underneath this robe.

Is pendulum too long a common noun

For my improper little languid lobe?

Wait, what about the real-life Gogarty?

You’re giving credence to the Joyced-up myth;

He’d say, “It ain’t me!” like John Fogerty,

“Unfortunately, son, I plead the fifth.”

The buck stops here. This ‘real-life’ you speak of,

Way up, between each cheek, give it a shove.