Glenn Cassidy

Yacophony - Poem by Glenn Cassidy

The last time we all got together
was a real yacophony
The hubble bub of insights
and our mellowing wisdom
knives and forks stabbing through
the self-foolfoolling pats on the back
The rattle from chains of word
associations formed long ago
and unsung idealisms turned realisms
on the fattened yolks of broken ego shells

and the property boom didnt hurt either.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 2, 2006

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