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.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

8/4

A REFUTIATION OF CRITICALLERS

O you knowitallers
all colleged & degreed,
priding in your erronial superiorness,
languaging is a processication
of eternaful changiness.

Speakingers generalate
new usinations of wording
two meet new kneads of new timages.

Wear wood wee bee
if languagers restracted
thereselves only to officialzed
usifications and syntaxation
without referenation?

Englishing wood be strandated
in Medievical daze
wear weed be Chaucering
at one and other
as a posed to ever
modernifying our speeching
to meat changating technolocical
developations and alternativations.


So don't nock it smarty pantsers.
Your slinging your arrowings
at worldish leaderers
who are laborating to bringify
Englishness intoward
a new milleniumism .
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