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Issue # 7 May 2012
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Vincent Capizzi

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More Coffee

The little robots that lie at the bottom of coffee cups
You have swallowed them you have become part of the hive mind
The grave mind perhaps has directed your actions
The seal on the table can make copies and addresses that are for everyone
All the people in the town and country
The flood will not swell me for I am salmon
No one needs grammar check I would rather spit my words all over the floor
Hippos dancing with colorful dresses flowing through the PTA meetings
Children skating through hoops of fire to prove they are better than violinists
And male men delivering the letters to everyone on the block
The notes say there is a ball to attend with lions, scarves, and hors d' oeuvres
And worst of all
Everybody is drinking coffee