Bad Poetry: Oh Noetry

A Dramatic Reading of World Events
by Someone You Have Never Heard Of, Jr.


You watch from home
And see the hopelessnessism
An allegory is just that
You did not so much as
turn on your track lighting
When out of nowhere
Came a violent, malevolent attack
Provoked and in jeopardy
You turn with Samuraitic skill
To fend off your attacker
Only to find that it is you
But not you
A clone of you dressed up in wrapping paper
And under that
A flesh of wire and plastic
Its (your) fingers are like claws
Are claws
When last you saw you
You were nothing but a twinkle
In the imagination of gnome
You own
Purchased from a store called Gnorm's Gnomes
That's been replaced by yet another
Barbershop.
You got your hair cut there once
But slipped on your own hair
As you tried to get up from your chair
And now you swear
That you will never go back
And you rue the day that you didn't buy
More than one gnome from Gnorm's Gnomes
Because then he might still be in business.