Mood For the Day
I assault the page
with versified words
Since I am invaded
as I have invaded
With diabolical precision,
not yet alive
Of coldest edge
removing tissue impartially.
Where have you gone,
Dr. Garfunkle?
Our nation is
anesthetized by you
Hoo-hoo katchoo,
Do wah diddy doo!
So many needles,
as sharp as feathered pillows,
Many words, more sleepy
than scalpels;
Implements of invasion,
and yet
I still assault the page.
And so...
I will not buy
any green bananas!
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