Bill Knott

(1940 - 2014 / Carson City, Michigan)

Stress Therapy - Poem by Bill Knott

Time, time, time, time, the clock
vaccinates us.
and then even that lacks
prophylaxis.

Ticktock-pockmarked, stricken
by such strokes, we
get sick of prescriptions
which work solely

on the body.
Systole diastole--
It is by its very

intermittency
that the heart knows
itself to be an I.


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    (Stress Therapy by Bill Knott.) **Light verse. Amusing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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