The Poe et in me is most ly a writer now con vey IN g my though ghts feel IN gs E mote mot mots aussi tions more to so make you pause and ex X am IN e the cause, are their any claus es claws that draw blood!?!

 I 

am thrust out UP ON 2 life to ME 2 U!

Us? me ? Where? why? Is the fucking all

There is? Is the pass IN g of fluids ‘tween

Us all we got give get ? Grind grin grunt

Groan grease grand grandiose glee gloat

Glad glade glisten glimmer grant grimace?

What does Allie say? Has he found Waldo?

Still looking for Godot? Are there any more

Brownies Alice? Any more pink Cat in the Hat?

When May we expect the next job well done by

The pound puppies? Is Sir Hiss still around to

Grant us all a hiss?!? Still waiting for the right

Fish? Anyone want to trash the artificial? Are

Any of us intelligent or strong-willed enough to

Act 2 actual factual ally actually do so and think

Once again and not have it all done for us? Us un- 

Wittingly  unaware that none of it benefits

Any of us except the calculating cruel few!?! 

I, for 1 will fight 4 my rights 4 what is right

And not for what is now so obviously wrong

In our lives obscuring and deadening us all so!