What
a cliché
The
2nd crap of a Tuesday
And
a poem about a book on the
Horror
of God
Conceived
of by a brain mere months
From
dementia
And
it is supposed to be summer
And
it is supposed to be better here
And
None
of these things are the case
And
I feel these pages may not be helping
My
disposition
Maybe
Dr Seuss would have been
A
better companion
For
this particular action.