Monday, June 14, 2010

Note On Note: "With apology & regret to those whose seemingly-senseless duty cost them the bargains & sales" - Col. Egg McMuffin, Ret./Deceased.
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On the road, Future
met Past; Where are you going?
they asked; To Now, they
replied, Want to come along?
No
; but they did; The road was

rocky, like the ice
cream, only melted, the heat
like the Sun on a
vacation, causing Past to
wince, Future give an oily

smile; there were faded
Afghan rugs aligning the
swale, their old colours
bleached-out like the Soviet
winter, short beings (perhaps

children) slow-ascamp
camped in huddled masses, as
women ignobly
cherned toward the short beings, Past
groaned, Future a knowing-nod

Over fences &
walls the waft of grillers, Past
did his Hannibal
Future his Pertussis as
the heat melted like the Sun

on vacation, a
parade of uniforms - green
& brown with laurels -
passed, proudly atrudge on to
the Mall!
, Past's refreshment stands

("10c-a-glass at
Bro & Sis' Lemonade'em!
")
given to Cousin
Starf**k's; Future gagged; flaggers'
parade from Brazierville to

Hibachitown, a
march of Glorypins to M-
Day's Consumer-Thon

through fest & fence to the new
Armada; Past expired.

Future patriot-
ized'em in the heat at Road's
End, Now, for ever...
where, like the Sun on a rude
vacation, is meltering...

H.e.m-H'H.
5.29.MMx.
(ST)

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