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.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

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Sonnets From Other Lives: Marc & Luc

--Think back on the time before your birth.
Do those memories leave you traumatized?
--What transpired before my time on earth?
No I’m O.K.--not having been alive
at the time…Marc pauses then adds—Der.
Luc goes on tho’—But that’s just my point.
Why fear death? It hasn’t yet occurred
to you you’ve more than cased the joint.
You’ve non-existed more than you’ve existed.
I’d think you could get used to it with time.
--I want my afterlife! Let me be lifted
out of here & into paradise!
--You are so egocentric, Marc. See you
can’t conceive of a universe without you.
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