A Question of Time

The question of time has arisen before

There isn’t a flash poet who can write such a score

We’ve beaten the best and here come the rest

And what does that make of me?

It makes me the flashiest poet around

And I demand that the numbskull who thought up

This theme

Should better be able to be on the keen

Edge of the rifleshot away from the forthright

Tight

White

Sight of the real thing called coke.

Time:  45 seconds, if that.

Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders

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