An Oxymoronological Free For All - Poem by David Taylor
Looking from the angle of two words
that are entirely opposed.
Some well worn expressions
take on new meanings,
ones I had never really supposed.
I’m working on the premise
It’s a sure guess that you will like,
the subtle exaggeration of,
these words that want to fight.
Some are seriously funny
Others hard to believe,
like painless dentistry.
Some are pretty ugly
such as genuine faux fur.
Whilst many a clever fool
believes all the true fiction he reads.
And like a meaningful “one night stand”
when you were alone together.
In your virtual reality relationships,
when the stock market drifts sideways,
I expect I’ll hear you cry,
they caught me dead alive.
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