Poem-A-Day

Lines Composed A Few Light Years Above Tintern Abbey

by Larry Rapant

Hi! I am the kind of vegetable that can water itself

Or I am a fruit because I have free will

Or I am a toy pretending to be real

Almost leap enough squirrel enough to catch onto things

I am a piano played by random fingers

I tingle in the upper register - mingle and mangle

I’ve been nibbled on by tropical birds and dragonflies

Now I’m ready to rip the clothes off language

Suck on the atmosphere

From the music box called poetry

With an opening bunch of ding dong pirouettes

A self-scented reasoning brute - that’s me

I got unlinked from my apishness 

And wreaked communiques blurts and havocs

Tooth and nail

In my Udopia, brooks of blood tumbling by

War is me

Words stuck on the sticking points

Protected by high mass weapons and bioillogicals

While the naked billions of late stage terminals

Starve and perform for CNN

Casually and warmly I welcome

The disappearance of the poles

Devolution takes place in my topdown motor vehicle

Full of waving and singing drunks

Fool on the hill says nothing 

And everyone else screams:

“Sure it’s easy for you

But we have kids in the back seat!”

“As if rubbers had never been invented”

Sings a cherub with a lute winging by; and

“Please, be fruitful and multiply no more!”

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I'm a dotty old man who lives next door to Assisted Living. I’m trying to Hack into Gene’s mind and break the story. I’m also in love with a local poet named Jill whose last name escapes me. I take 5 mgs of Tadalafil every day which makes me a very happy man. My poems are all jokes on me.

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