boredom
preaches
her precious solitude
even as I
try my absolute damnedest
not to listen
the great Equalizer
that which mother nature's
simpleton's call
work
elbows its overly
repetitious way
in
to harness me
with a quick decision
why, I would be tossed
under the nearest sign of
FOOL!
to allow such 'Strained Alloquy'
(HUH!!!)
to continue
so do be swift
and gag me quite soundly
before
I attempt to spout off any more
of this ass-deep-drivel!
uneducatably aghast
I do believe
Walt Whitman
himself
just gaspingly vapored
into
my soul's
latest faltering personage
now
just imagine
what a horrendous
pile up that was
please now
I do most humbly
beg of thee
forgive me greatly.............
(July 14, 1999)