I might've tumbled to the scam
every time I make a change to a word
or check deep to consider a line
(or even read the bloody poem again)
I've got another reader
and as the numbers climb
my Fool's been proud
now you other poets here
my brothers and sisters
my aunties and my uncles
my sons and my daughters
(though in no position to absolve me)
let me ask for your forgiveness
my brothers and sisters
my aunties and my uncles
my sons and my daughters
(though in no position to absolve me)
let me ask for your forgiveness
at first there were only a chosen few
ReplyDeletebut over time bystanders were drawn in
people just from the street
a vox populi
salt of
at first they were content to correct
what they saw as minor infractions
how quickly a people tires of that
now their duty is to condemn
that's their enthusiasm
it's a multitude have erected these stairs
and this scaffold
generations of craftsmen
and women have knitted
they've brought me
in a lovely carved tumbrel
wheels of slaughtered bone
the rest is by lot
now they'll find me a wife
to make a knot
make sure my tie's
nice and straight
when I pay off the box
I'll be home
Deletesure we'll be
lucky to get out
of this world alive
our faculties intact
maybe two minds
to rub together
a long distance
ahead of the chase
five to one
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one to five
no one here gets out ...
:)
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