Down on the Farm
On a page as white as milk, row
after row of black letters filled
a large field of text to be tilled
with red tools, such as a pilcrow.
Way Out There
Neither the infinite nor the infinitesimal
will you reach with yet another decimal.
Excellent, thanks. Blogging rocks.
Thanks, Big Jon …
But Korrektiv is dead,
Like Lickona said.
Man…say it ain’t so.