whether
while quietly forgetting to be normal
or struggling to so desperately just try
to remember to be sane
I accost you in your lacking flapping morals
and beg thee to wean thyself off
all that joking-choking shame
as now can one quite creatively live
if in such emotionless hell
he can not creatively be
there are in this no rights to any remaining
reason if all the lefts
left one's sense to dodge the hungriest sharks
upon a choppy cold cruel sea
while surmising such blatant obscurity
thoughts cornered from a stress related headache
are wisely swallowed up in rhyme
and captured just so
for all who care to read
and if you yourself ponder this zustly so
then you have received this quaint poeteer's
thoughts on such mulling matter so Bravo
my good fine reader
Exactly
Precisely
in such quest
you've won over my not so good
opinion's often ineffective woe..........
(July 12, 1999)