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Time to bring this metronome to heel Till its heart beats but once a minute As red rose speedway calls despairingly With the wreck of countless lovers Less blood spilled while coagulating The stop watch button pressed once more To avoid misadventure in the poetry system And though there’s pain in the pleasure There’s pleasure in the pain Too many times the dream run away with itself Like a wild bovine in a grocery store Never stopping to examine today’s specials The monkey sonnet turns itself Into the free verse King Kong As the ether hypodermic’s refilled So let this metronome know a peaceful slumber May its stasis be shared with stars birthing Alien rainbows from which new glories will come © 2004 Chris Sorrenti |
