Monday, September 24, 2012
To the Periods
¶ 1:22 PM 
To the period: like a
door in your face
A slam, a bam that says, “No
more, I’ve had enough.”
On this side I catch my
breath,
thankful for the barrier.
To the comma with
possibilities,
Who slows me down for
longer runs
Who clarifies who’s
first, second, and last
Who’s doing what, when
chaos seems abound.
To the semi colon; one
more chance
whose ambivalence gives
thought to life
status to the experts
competition to periods
and commas.
To the question mark, curling
there pregnant with demands,
Need you ask?
You know…life has no
answer
The bottom drops off when
one thinks one knows.
To the ellipses, like you
I hesitate,
Suspended…dangled
mid-sentence
between right and wrong.
To the exclamation point,
Command!
Shout!
Cry!
Let your feeling out!
To the colon:
Here is my list,
and my quotation.
Your polite, yielding
nature makes things easy between us.
To the brackets
Not sure if I should nail
you to a door
To be used as hinges
Instead of separation for
major explanations, or filling in words assumed to be correct.
To the parenthesis
A pout or a smile, which
one are you?
Both (an inseparable pair),
you said?
Dashes, you also
Are walls for inserts,
for listing too? Amazing!
No?
Really…you are m-dash,
and she is n-dash, better named as a hyphen
Oh…you unite, hook up two
words, and makes them one, like pseudo-legitimate.
You aren’t related. How should I know!
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