sometimes I just dont know anymore

is it me
or is there something
innately comic about
An Hour of Epic Dwarf Music ?

is it me ?
am I just that gone
over-the-hill ?

what am I to make of it ?
how am I to envision
an epic dwarf ?

or is it all just
more of the same –
words strung together
like skatekeys
and old boots ?

is this a poem
the shock and awe
of every day living
in a world of I-phones
and You-tubes ?

If you know
please tell the others –
but for godsake
don’t use the word
economy –
I’d rather download
An Hour of Epic Dwarf Music

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In passing: Did you know the subjunctive case of download in French is…(wait for it) downloadasse? Il aurait fallu que je downloadasse…

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