Monday, February 4, 2013

Inaugural Blogural (AJ)

An old and unedited poem from last year, just because I'm too excited to wait 'til I have something worthwhile!


Insomnia

Similar to the goatee
as popularized by mephistopheles
or a tattooed neck
fate's mustache limits employment
opportunities.
No one would hand over car keys
for instance
or sign a name calmly
for a notary public
with a mustache like that. 
But tonight, as fate leans
over my kitchen table
(she will sleep no more,
he croons)
I can't help but observe
that, in his line of work,
fate's mustache
could not be done without. 

6 comments:

  1. Haha! I love this especially the first few lines and the ending.

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  2. The line, "fate's mustache limits employment opportunities," just rolls off the tongue. Give me some context for this, my dear Mr. JIngle.

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    1. I understand COMPLETELY, Mr. Jingle. Just say you don't want to explain it.

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    2. Maybe old Jingle doesn't understand himself completely?

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  4. Ha! Augustus I had to discuss this with SP to fully grasp, but I'm liking it the more I read it. Is that a def. of good art?

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