dead and buried, no funeral
planned. Line up your victim
roles, oh great and mighty
casting directors, abandon
Stanislavski methodically,
fabricate alternative narratives,
antagonize an apology,
assassinate character
in the name of kindness:
Do as you say, not as you do,
damned if I don’t, damned if I do.
Hang Euthyphro from a cross,
and run a campaign
of hateful kindness,
posse up your insults, load
your six-shooter, take
your shots from alleged
moral high ground.
It looks like a sand dune
from here.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Ekke Ekke Ekke Ekke Ptang Zoo Boing!
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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