Rule of Three

Get A Test  You Know Best  Keep Numbers Down  For The Clown  Get On Line  It takes Time  Drive Ninety Miles  With Sick Child  Don’t Blame Me  ‘Cause It’s Free  Labs Can’t Cope  All Shoulders Slope  Heed The Phrase  HandsFaceSpace  All We Need  Three-Word Feed  Syllables Only Two  Can’t Not Confuse. * Rule of Six

Gaslight in waiting

You told me to wash my hands and yet to raise them high in wanton communion, You ridiculed us as turkeys lurking and squawking whilst you traded your fortune, You told us it wouldn’t matter if we were close, and we inhaled it in, deep. I did. For a whileI stopped, worrying in hope of

The President’s Defense

*Wouldn’t it be great if people did what I wanted?Followed all my beliefs, knew my right and my wrong?What a world of perfection and precision I’d have,if you all just could join in, my global song. Any “outliers” of course would be found and removed,hidden from view,  as best I can.Then I could give everyone