Poet's Memorial Poem by gershon hepner

Ideologically deficient,
a person no one needs,
my words are insufficient
to justify my deeds,
and don’t deserve an effort
to give me your attention.
I’m like a verb that’s severed
from subject; no declension
helps me with conjugation,
and rules that are irregular
lead me towards evasion,
religiously when secular.
Incompetent when pleading
my cause in all my verses,
I don’t deserve a reading
that no one reimburses;
don’t even pay attention––
the price would be too steep.
The mother of invention
sees me, and falls asleep.

5/3/06