poem: net stream ii

You buzz around me
like a fly
and i can’t take it
you’re drowning in lake jocassee
and i tell you it’s all your fault
it’s an uptick rule
not a downtick rule
you made it that way not me
you think it’s ash wednesday
so i’ll let it slide
no i don’t think so
you’re the biggest loser
and you deserve your losses
twist my words if you want
push your nihilism upon me
tell me about mega millions
lottery chances and the like
but i’ll not be persuaded
okay, okay
i’ll go to st patrick’s cathedral
yes i will
and i’ll say a prayer for you
heck, i’ll even recite
the seven aphorisms of summan
just go, i’ll be fine
i’ll take the air tran home
across rachael ramona’s yard
and when i get back home
i’ll hope you’re not here
i really will
but if you are
i know what it’ll happen
i’ll hear it again and again
rihanna was pregnant
chris matthews has a secret rockband
yeah, yeah, yeah
now thank you and
just go away.

– amanda lynn

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