September 15, 2025Poem
It should always be
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It should always be
Emotion and feeling
Not the thought of it
The jolly jape
With a snigger
Behind the bike sheds
Poke of it.
Tickle my fancy
Is no relationship
Of equals.
Give me a round of applause
For following the rules
Of engagement
The full stop
After the address
Followed by a capital
Dear sir.
It is all about the tenor
Of the argument
Style over content
Exclamation marks
Are not the point
Of the exercise.
It is all in the tone
The expression of interest
Which spells an end
To the beginning of things.
And she will not wait
For you to follow suit
Feelings are bigger
Than the sum of their parts.
I am stuck
Wondering
At the pointless waste
Of time and resources
Arranging flowers
When they are already dead.
That being said
So blithely
Is bitter proof
Of my inherent ignorance.