“Cracked Man”
Cracked man,
bring me your lassoed heart and
allow me to soothe your
incessant twitching.
Let the lathering moisture of
eminence smooth the itching of your
soul's ear. Let me
make your year better with
verse and semicolons.
Let me give you love here in
stanza; run with me in
winds of imaging and
rhyme; in
marked time.
Let pentameter relieve your aching.
Let my couplets remove
the hiccup in your groove
and soon,
soon you will know what is
high.
Soon you will know
what is
high.
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