One god said
that his job would actually be pretty boring –
to a human.
A warm part of one guy’s brain cried out,
“Face it, Claude, a verb is not a home!”
And while he was staggering about under
the dazzling weight of this explosion,
his left foot suddenly injected,
“Hey, but neither is a noun!” “
Wow,” gasped his pockets, “That’s all I needed!”
Talk is to time
as silence is to silence.
There are monarchs of the mountains,
and kings of the ravines,
and often do their interests overlap,
and often is it not seen by the people.
When offered the choice between “two evils”
select the one with staying power.
(A short lived frolic on the rack,
takes you there then snaps you back.)