Car bombs vs. traffic jams
Car bombs versus traffic jams,
or the Adams’ opposite the Brady’s –
in this duel I should have known
which way the damsel would run.
8 to 12 weeks is all it took for
what I misheard as “here comes
the bride” to turn into a flushing
sound discernable from 6000 feet.
I had hoped to find the shards of
glass from the fishbowl strewn
around the living room, but apparently
it just bounced off the floor intact.
“You’re not missed and I don’t feel you,”
says the snake to its shed skin, but
this time there’s a note of surprise
when it turns to dust and blows away.
Unwilling to hold the twine while searching
the maze or keep a torch lit in the darkness,
but shocked we are lost…well, it’s hardly a
riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.
You know what I mean?
-- by Steve McKennon, 10/19/02