When one Comes at Contretemps with a Cannon (Monday, 11 February 2013)

also see:  http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/186842-stroboscopic-nightmare-big-yellow/
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When one comes at
contretemps with a cannon
one should expect
to come out on the loosing side
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The three inch cannon sits
in the middle of the traffic circle
unmoved by my encounter with it
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i cannot say the same
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when one is operating a tractor blower,
in an ever closing circle in a traffic circle
one should not operate by open field rules
especially when one has blown
around the cannon many times
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had i been leaning towards the side,
as i was seconds before
i would have been the grape
between the cannon and the roll bars
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when operating heavy equipment
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eyes front
!!!
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my verbal acuity
sometimes lacks lucidity
and bright lights
oft make me flinch
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some times
i cannea hear right
or maybe its just that
my wife mumbles
and treats me with contempt
when i ask her to
repeat yet again
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my affinity for the
written word is
as yet
unhurt
but ordering from a menu is only fun
for certain constrained values of fun
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if i am incoherent in chat,
its that damnable touch pad
catching my thumb
as i fail in another attempt
to touch type
making the end of the sentence
occur in the middle
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department of redundancy department
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will post corrected version shortly