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This is my brain on writing
Eyes fixed on an unseen focal point so inviting
TOTALLY unaware of anyone or anything around me.
totally living inside a lovely maple tree
Swimming in oceans that don’t exist
Hoping everyone will just get the gist
Watching Shakespeare do a little dance
Watching Sinatra sing and prance
Ignoring the most basic of functions
All about tending to my creations
My characters eat and sleep and drink
But I just stand still, watching them blink
watching them cry, watching them get high
watching them die or maybe even lie
I’m just the stranger in their soup
Just a wizard outta the loop
Forging machinations often a lot more real
than anything plumbed from the surreal
With its open sores, its Machiavellian maw
So, is it any wonder that my lunch
Ended up as a stony crunch?
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After an hour of its tenure in the oven
I thought I might fancy another slice
when my brain began to burst
Cuz I hadn’t consumed the first
My stomach began crunching into me
not happy about waiting another ten
for the un-charred variety of pie…
please pray for the pizza who died
in the making of this lyrical true
but please no boo hoo hoo…
Over and out from the pizza-murdering bard known as TENACIOUS BITCH…
~Ciao
Kennedy/tb
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