Sonnet: Calling All Lexicographers
Lord knows I’m tired of chewing on all this
just to learn how snowmobiles bundle themselves
up in grammar. Their full or adult-sized Times
severely stressed, too stressed to say they’re sorry.
Spewing abuse far from love, but at least
brumal. Subscriptions all lapsed. Ice crevasses
beneath you, beneath me. But seduction splits,
as if truth itself were at stake. Subscriptions
dropped, or at least at risk, bears drop their plans
for hybernation, fight amongst themselves--black
and white against brown until alliances shift.
Learning it all over again, tongue against teeth.
Then crashed, abbreviation alleviating our need to
spell things out, avoid undue, toe-tapping rhythms.
Hal
Halvard Johnson
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