I warn you! That keeps me up-to-date.
You warn me. Too late, fate!
Pay attention, my dear!
You have nothing to fear.
Unless you told me first.
Better I told you the worst.
Otherwise you’re as ignorant as sin.
I didn’t hear you. I win!
This isn’t a match of some sort.
Frankly, friend, you have a wart.
That’s part and parcel of me.
Hold it! I have to take a pee!
I’m quite comfortable with that.
Too bad, buddie. Hand me my hat.
I’m getting tired of this seesaw.
Open up your mouth and heehaw.
Guide me to the nearest post.
Hitch me to coming most.
You are outside of here.
I will leave as I fear.
Take me with you to the past.
|What’s here is here and last last.
Instantiation
Published in Poetry