An apple isn't ontologically
A worm, I am not
Chinese, et cetera. I hit the switch
but no-one's watching. All the news reports
there's corn in everything. The hens are pecking
Where cavemen go to die: women chewing
Old leaves for sacred colas, hack-job priests—
She is middle-aged and starts to panic.
Mosquitos love it when
You first come home; they're dedicated then.
It takes a bit to recognize the face
Everywhere we sit is smokey. Miss
Pajama Co-Ed goes to God-knows-where
and traffic cries beware, beware.
1 comment:
La dee dee. Is it something akin to the Virginia Slims advert slogan "You've come a long way Baby"?
When this blog began it was careful Shakespearean sonnets and even some lovely Petrarchans, and now it is whole-heartedly modern so that I'd not recognize it as such excepting it is presented here and therefore sanctioned as the genuine article.
Me is disappointed.
Very lovely trio, however. Interesting discussion closing with the typical co-ed lounging around life in semi-traditional sleepwear, whatever that says about society and morals.
I stupidly fail to fully comprehend the message, is it a collage of images snap-shotting modern reality cleverly? But what's the underlying subtle message? Grand imagery.
Thanks for sharing. It is nice to see you posting again, but sad since its lost the form along the way.
Hope I"ve not been too much of a wet blanket. Thanks again!
ttfn,
Jenny
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