Friday, June 30, 2017

Rob Schackne #379 - 'Why a reader"


Why a reader
tears the last page
out of a book
a lawless fellow
on remand
steals another car
don't touch me
you psychopath
I'll kill you
bless me sunset

call a lawyer
hold me in the morning

burn it all down
a poet counts the beats
makes up the ending

inside and outside
idiocy I guess

2 comments:

  1. and some poets can't count at all
    and even the ones who can, you can't count on
    shake hands
    but count yours fingers after

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    1. but the other hand
      holds the brass knuckles
      which work a treat
      and fun for all ages
      (pick up and put on ice
      re-attach fingers later)



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