What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Friday, December 31, 2010

Let us bid good riddance to the zeros—
the oughts, the nils, the nuthins or the nadas—
whatever they get called, we are all heroes--
we survived a decade scripted like some dada-
istic prank that started with an (OMG) “election”
of a fool that managed to out stupid Harding
when two wars were launched by his misdirection
(financed with borrowed money) before parting
the scene leaving us two trillion bucks in debt
& verging on an idiocracy
as our citizens increasingly forget
to base their “knowledge” on reality.
I’d liked to be relieved right now but then
lets just see how we fuck up the tens.

No comments:

Post a Comment