February Pie (Work In Progress) Poem by Paul Wilson

I am living on February pie
It's quite tasty if you want to know why
It's quite tasty if you want to know why
Like the well-known riddle of the bird and the fly.
I try but fail to stab that pickle
Some days.
Some days in this desert of posts and carving
And crocodile-tooth guided missiles
Only me, one serving of God's pie
Only me, one serving of God's pie
Shatterings and scrapings somedays

I am living on February pie
But it's quite tasty if you want to know why
Like the well-known riddle of the bird and the fly.