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by Bradd Howard

I have haphazardly wandered into this bi-o-hazard,
this hazardous situation
this melancholic foundation.
this lackadaisical lacking fruition.
out of words. can't string together a sentence
commas misplaced with in comatose minds.
I tripped over your apostrophe and had an epiphany.
I marvel at your body movement, like music
a violin whose strings are too tight.
Wandering in the concert halls of my eyes.
I saw you.
Naked running in gardens. studying the biology of the situation.
the anatomy of ants.
the hypocritical joke that is our word play.
forgetting the meaning of the word "stay."
straying too far, hazardly far.
from our bioshpere.
I risk a guess that I can convince you of the truth of something, anything.
Maybe you will believe this.


Author's Note: okay... some word play... a whole lot of play

Posted on 09/14/2009
Copyright © 2020 Bradd Howard

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Shannon McEwen on 09/14/09 at 09:20 PM

made my head spin, and I loved it!

Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 09/19/09 at 07:16 AM

good to see you writing again. nice play here.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/03/13 at 06:50 PM

Fun read Bradd. Clever twist of the word 'biohazard' in the title, and evocative poetic expression to follow it. I wasn't familiar with your work, but saw your post in the General Forum. Glad I stopped by. :)

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/08/13 at 06:23 PM

It's fun to read a different voice here. I enjoyed the word play very much.

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