Schemata
Please do not turn me into
rhyme
leave me out of your
schemata
leave my name and
broken
ways for some other
tongue
for some other days.
Just write about that
of which you know
and
do not speculate
nor
pitch dramatic
verse into the space
I have left.
I've taken my books
from your dusty shelves
and
stepping over your
out-stretched legs,
I leave the room
you've already locked.
I steal away
from easy rhyme.
foto and words T Carroll
re-write
Jason Bayliss
Thu 28th Feb 2019 23:50
Reminds me a little of the Limerick that doesn't work,
There was a young man from Tralee,
Who was stung on the leg by a wasp,
When asked if it hurt,
He said, "Not at all,"
"It can do it again if it likes."
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