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Monday, September 2, 2019

Eschatology or 'Last' Things: a Semantically Sound Sound Poem

Action Hero. Boy Scout. (Fine.)
Chance Saloon. My Duchess. (Mine!)
Exit (which?) to Brooklyn. (‘Hood.)
Full measure of devotion. (Blood.)

Gasp. The House. (Where?) On the Left.
Ice Age. Judgement. (Pray it’s deft.)
King of Scotland.  Leaf.  Mohican.
Name. Of Sheila. (Hey! No peekin’!)

Picture Show. The Quarter. Rites.
Supper (‘bout which Matthew writes).
Tango. (Halifax or Paris.)
Unicorn. (With elves? Oh, spare us!)

Vegas (?) Will and Testament.
The eXorcism. (Heaven-sent.)
Year at Marienbad? (Too long.)
Zulu. Done! (Or am I wrong?)

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