The Day I Spooned My Own Eyeballs Out (and what a mess!)
Published May 14th, 2007 in Play-By-Play, Poetry, Whitworth, Metanonsense.Observe the man in its natural habitat
observe how closely the end of the academic year resembles the end of the world
observe a smiling emo armageddon,
and join him in laughter and autopastiche.
And to his miscreant neighbors and compatriots:
a phallic salute and nasty words. We’re done here.
[springtime and ends
like pilots and bends–
up is not up, and where’s
down anymore?]

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