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.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

12/26
Sonnets From Other Lives: Brian


--Now that’s the beigest dude I’ve ever seen;
khakis, camel coat & sandy hair--
Do you think he has a personality?

Brian would describe his underwear
if not distracted by somebody else.
Passersby will get identities
painted on them by Brian himself.
He’ll scan the room & lean over to me
with: Fo sho she’s getting some tonight—
them jeans are locked & loaded yessiree.

or That couple there is two drinks from a fight--
the table fairly reeks of jealousy.

I wonder sometimes if he can begin
to imagine what his friends all think of him.

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