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, February 11, 2011

Sonnets From Other Lives: Thierry

By cultivating curiosity
Thierry theorized he’d live forever.
In his hypothesis as long as he
kept looking around corners he would never
die because he wouldn’t have the time.
He would be waiting for whatever happened next
in the never ending saga in his mind.
Unfortunately for Thierry he was vexed
by a singular lack of imagination
which left him on the verge of feeling bored.
He read—watched films—gathered information
but no wonder rose within as his reward.
What mystery was he chasing when dumb luck
put him in the pathway of a truck?

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