Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Writing's straitlaced punctual formality sometimes
permits the words to arrange themselves as they please,
seated systematically by handmaids in petticoats to a timely repast
of a conveyed idea. then shifting gears
like a cherry red Ferrari slide in
the apostrophes and contractions &toomany-ands-buts-ors
(polysyndeton being currently indisposed at the moment)
plugging up and slowing down the sentence flow,
blotting things up as they please as long as it
SAYS SOMETHING, say anything,
Say what? and the dialogue speeds back and forth
like a ping-pong match to the
tune of trashy pop in the background--
"Yeah. That's right."That's what I thought.Take that!WHAT NOW,
breathlessly running down spit-stained sidewalks from flipping off
all the polysyllabic briefcased hotshots three blocks up.
permits the words to arrange themselves as they please,
seated systematically by handmaids in petticoats to a timely repast
of a conveyed idea. then shifting gears
like a cherry red Ferrari slide in
the apostrophes and contractions &toomany-ands-buts-ors
(polysyndeton being currently indisposed at the moment)
plugging up and slowing down the sentence flow,
blotting things up as they please as long as it
SAYS SOMETHING, say anything,
Say what? and the dialogue speeds back and forth
like a ping-pong match to the
tune of trashy pop in the background--
"Yeah. That's right."That's what I thought.Take that!WHAT NOW,
breathlessly running down spit-stained sidewalks from flipping off
all the polysyllabic briefcased hotshots three blocks up.
No comments:
Post a Comment