Late night poem written during a Reddit broadcast that was probably too loud. Sorry roommates. The poem isn't about that, though. Rather it is inspired by a lost film of little public renown.
Goodnight, Loop
see you tomorrow.
Goodnight lakesharks.
Rest easy, Chicago.
Poem Found Amongst the Casting Notes for a RKO Production of The Lyrics of Ovid (circa 1969, presumed lost)
How now phonics monkey,
symbol slattering pratfaller
trading guts and gusts
in exchange for your paws?
Omnipotent with onomatopoeia
slayed about your waist, accosting
Willis tower regardless of searchlights,
sundials, to say nothing of scorn.
Alliteration wags off to the L
above makeshift surfparks
in a utopia where knights errant
are categorically unemployed:
Oxymoronic in epidemic meter.
I'm gab gifted but dyslexic
so swift swat paper planes,
honed chatterbox - dress like Wray.
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