For JVG
The minor miracles of perfect sentences.
The joy of punctuation excused of paying unwarranted rent.
The misery of the untold…
The Ghost of Errors Past.
The euphoria of a well-deserved semicolon.
The peaceful death of a story well told.
The execution of a much-hated grammatical hang-up.
The poisoning of a structural hiccup.
And, most of all,
the inexcusable ending of four-hundred words
with a cliché from the past.
Nothing makes up for the abject demise of
a time when time was well-spent
if time meant a verbally flattened pint
with you.
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1 comment:
wow, what a fancy compliment! read today only.
(excuse my punctuation and its absence:)
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