thanks J. G. for the inspiration:>
<n><m><l>
you send me!
this very odd phrase:
and it is
the burr, the irritant,
the pea beneath the mattress,
the ***** tissue that doesn’t clang,
yet is clingy
so you return to the crime scene,
re & re~read the particulate that stings
and strings you along,
and the catch phrase that has you caught,
gently kids, smiling teasingly,
you’re hooked,
line and sinker
Why,
you might even make a note
for that poetry bone is
stingling!
twinkling,
and you do not trust your memory anymore
perhaps,
like me,
you feel the invisible tug of the sleeve,
and you reach for the writing receptacle,
while the needle’s pricking is morning fresh,
the injection site not yet reddened,
the infection spreads to your fingertips,
and you stain the clean white tablecloth
with black letter,
till you are purged,
purposed,
and that tugging sensation
is no longer
Sun Feb 1, 2026
9:47pm
Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 9:23 PM UTC
thanks J. G. for the inspiration:>
<n><m><l>
you send me!
this very odd phrase:
and it is
the burr, the irritant,
the pea beneath the mattress,
the ***** tissue that doesn’t clang,
yet is clingy
so you return to the crime scene,
re & re~read the particulate that stings
and strings you along,
and the catch phrase that has you caught,
gently kids, smiling teasingly,
you’re hooked,
line and sinker
Why,
you might even make a note
for that poetry bone is
stingling!
twinkling,
and you do not trust your memory anymore
perhaps,
like me,
you feel the invisible tug of the sleeve,
and you reach for the writing receptacle,
while the needle’s pricking is morning fresh,
the injection site not yet reddened,
the infection spreads to your fingertips,
and you stain the clean white tablecloth
with black letter,
till you are purged,
purposed,
and that tugging sensation
is no longer
Sun Feb 1, 2026
9:47pm
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