Thursday, March 11, 2021

The Disturbance Specialist

Your pulse takes off like a rocket
Whenever you eat a large meal.
How is your pulse not important
To whatever you think is real?

Some will sniff at talk of a pulse.
L’art pour l’art is not doggerel.
Others may suggest it’s a dodge—
All real art is political.

Arguments can get furious
Over whose verse is valuable,
Whose is only injurious,
When poets sit down to table.

This is dangerous for the pulse
Of ghosts whose hosts are animals.
Catastrophes seize them. Silence,
Almost. But doggerel’s special.

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