Castrateddd
Droppppped my. Phone
listening to the STROKES
pokkkkking at My gums with floss
and now my haptic has brooooke
!.
Shouldn’t have laughedd
at Kevin Nance’s
writing abboutttt Oscar Wilde’s boooookss
being whisked away to separrrrate noookss
!.!2!
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3
I organize the fridge
the bathrroorom
ad cabinet with. China and otherwise
bored out of myy mind
only 24 hours
between walkingg
thhhriftinggg
and reading on. Paper
instead of the safetyy
of elecctronic. Display !
q3qqq
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on my screen
a connectivity problem
only brings up the top
of your head with some trees
in the background
so sad I know
but still, it’s a hell of a dome
(your poetry Strokes!)
tetherball
on
catgut string!!
Ha! Delighted to be mentioned in this very funny poem!
Hilarious!
The Oscar Wilde throwback and “and now my haptic has brooooke” kill me dead