The Logic Fantastic

I want to pour:
release
the words onto the page, but then I remember:
teeth need to be brushed and business attended to.
Logic overcomes the situation like a python,
twisting and bulging,
divulging
nothing.

Have you checked your e-mails?
The snake increases its might.
e-mails
stare.
I glare:
to-do list waiting in the wings.

Ignoring the potentially lethal hug,
my pen is picked up.
Who cares?
A bug?

Free verse escapes, as aeroplanes of thoughts
compete for the narrow landing strip.
Suddenly, a slimy, long, muscly creature
emerges:
raises its head,
infumed.
Only, I’ve brought my Charming Clarinet
and play the pet a tune.

Written by: Flameheart

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