fondly recalling the inaugural poem, and its heroic imagery. So it seems right that a library should have its own epic. LOL.
clinton agonistes
come thou, now to
the banks of the river
to the mighty unpillared
temple, come
where the untethered
double wide soars with
the trash dump gulls, over
the river of approach
where the rock of little
waits ever for the gulled
to remember the dry tokens
of the dinosaur, coprolitic
studies in rooms of papers
that always find themselves
stuck to the bottom of shoes,
of those that emerge
ah yet steel and glass,
slays the philistines,
and there the jawbone is
enshrined, yes he could
go on for hours, on matters
policy, and history laid
itself a harlot upon the steps
so rudely entered so greatly
displaced by the hairy mastodon
tramping and tusking and
becoming the first sacrifice
to global warming,
and those evil republicans,
with their bald elephant
yet there remember
Robert the ray, cutting
the deal that left justice
without the hair of strength
which pillars tumbled upon
many mighty pardons granted
In those the last days
by the rivers edge we come
and there at the temple rejoice
give thanks for
a twenty second amendment.
Oh.My.Gosh! Absolutely and wickedly funny!! You need to register your keyboard as a deadly weapon.
Ping for parody.
Another still life
I have salted the slices
of apple that wait
upon the plate for
the fate of fruit that
tempts me to taste
but I delay and arrange
the other items
upon a clinical tray
preferring to demur while
the crystal brings
the sweet sweat
of sap to the surface of the flesh,
and I will taste the
saline and sugar sting
upon my lips when the apple
and the salt are through
with their negotiations
for what is drawn
is satisfying far more
than what is pressed