Relentless Whatever

[milo]

well-done, bunx

I have a soft spot for meta poetry as well:


Poets Play Chess

Poets play chess, I know this because
they were down at the bar drinking liquor through straws,
kicking cats and making an awful big mess.
One of them wore the cutest black dress

that he tore off in strips (to much applause)
and bound that poor cat round its feet and its jaws.
They all started sneering and pounding their breasts.
Poets play chess

you see, though one also draws
pictures of flowers arranged in a vase
and one juggles swords to the glee of the guests
still another breathes fire (we're very impressed)
though I think it might break the local fire laws.
Poets play chess.