The world a screaming waste of space,
like two whales screeching out their woeful song
behind glass tank majesty
mirrored by gaping, idiotic slack-jawwery
and vacant thoughtless eyes
living soulless
within the wrinkles of furrowed brows.
A bitter reflection, reactive
in a semi-radioactive way
spreading stupidity across the land
irradiating and retarding progress
through thoughtless progressivism.
Thankfully, to the applause of none
comes the sweet taste of cool relief
from hollow skies gone grey with envy
at the shallow displeasure of the earthly tone,
raining down a slow and gentle sneeze
whirling to disastrous laughter
that blankets the world in thick white brevity.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 89
Snow Day
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