Villalobos Poem by Percy Flage
Villalobos
The drill bores.
Each chunk gone,
An interest destroyed.
Television stifles.
Forty hours a week,
Nothing earned in exchange for your time.
Lithium negates.
Synapses fire direct,
But what beauty lies in such order?
Bore and stifle and negate.
It's the American way, after all.
Keep at it until your many lobes
Are whittled down:
One lone lobo.
(August 2010)
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