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.

Monday, August 16, 2010

8/16

The rage of generations
simmers behind those eyes.
(Assholes breeding assholes... )
So why are we surprised
when we become the target
of one his attacks,
we ignore our better angels
&  reflexively strike back?
The physics of karma
&  the Third Law of Emotion
say what goes around will come around
and second his remotion
from us (who wish the world well)
to his squalid spider hole--
where he plots how to inflict on us
the pain within his soul.

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