07-20-2018, 06:33 AM
Merc, Duke,
Don't you guys ever sleep?
Hammocking
I made a verb of hammocking
at least ten years before Webster's.
(They're always asleep at the wheel
and won't tack a gerund on diddly before the Joneses come thundering
up the middle of the road).
It ought to be about napping. Don't you think?
It ought to be about the conspiracy between two oaks
to suspend you, cocooned against gravity.
So, don't get caught up
in insulated zips and nylons snaps and mosquito netting.
Mine, I got from a thrift shop
forty-five-years ago now--
some dude had tie-dyed one his mother's sheets and sewn a bit of rope in the ends.
It naps two.
Don't you guys ever sleep?
Hammocking
I made a verb of hammocking
at least ten years before Webster's.
(They're always asleep at the wheel
and won't tack a gerund on diddly before the Joneses come thundering
up the middle of the road).
It ought to be about napping. Don't you think?
It ought to be about the conspiracy between two oaks
to suspend you, cocooned against gravity.
So, don't get caught up
in insulated zips and nylons snaps and mosquito netting.
Mine, I got from a thrift shop
forty-five-years ago now--
some dude had tie-dyed one his mother's sheets and sewn a bit of rope in the ends.
It naps two.