Poem -

Can You Please Wait A Second...?

Can You Please Wait A Second...?

In steed of ye
mounting your stock
key high horse,
perhaps named Rock

Key, and head off...lock
stock and barrel,
who knows where,
now lemme seat chew wait

ma self, and quickly knock
out quick mention about
hour (meaning everybody
within the wide world),

and their webbed
warp and woof weave
courtesy of Father Time
analogously to a jock

key hunkering down
aiming tubby first
crossing finish line
at races, afterwards celebrate

with social feted outing, while
scheduling proctologist appointment,
et cetera, sans squeezing
late radio talk ad hoc

meeting, an
extemporaneous yet timely
lesson indirectly related
to bird dogging, i.e. migrating

fast as Glock
pistol can shoot, essentially
sound (garden) resembling
joyus honking flock

of seagulls heading
Southside Johnny
and Asbury Jukes,
and on Tortoise 

to sea dock
side of the moon
Pink Floyd attired as Teenage
Mutant Ninja Turtle,

whose schedule Nsync
with YES men hosting
showtime merely minutes away...
remember ring that char existence

enslaved to thee a bomb
been nibble atomic clock,
which device uses an electron
transition frequency went

sallying forth in
the microwave tent,
experiencing optical radiation pent
up ether, or ultra

violet region meant
for electromagnetic fervent
active spectrum, or Palestra event
of atoms comprising

Adam and the Ants
(as well all other matter)
linkedin to frequency standard for
timekeeping Strunk and White
element of style.

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

Bad ass beauty brought...

Bad ass beauty brought bedlam, and begat bastard child...

courtesy booty call minus preemptive measures
while plugg naughty bits of tarnished knight
...

Poem -

Doing absolute zero endeavors

Doing absolute zero endeavors

Earlier today March 28th, 2025
(thee hour now fifteen minutes
after eight o'clock at night,...

Poem -

Scrounging for boogers...

Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust

Warning: The following material no worse than getting cooties. I remember them way back in grade school,...

Latest poems in Drama, Elegy, Freestyle, Narrative, Speculative

Poem -

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

BOND

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

BOND
No fear, no doubt, just hand in hand we go,
A bond that time can never break or bend....

Poem -

Thats life

Lost but found
quiet with loud sound
my minds working
but my word remain un noun...

Poem -

Humiliated

Humiliated

Another kill?
For the thrill?
To humiliate me
Just to make me look bad?
How...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com