"Thusly" (Poem)

Samson-bound between book shelves,

in the New Aeon Section, a pale

youth nourishes his ego on 

bombastic conjunctive adverbs.

An imagined sea lion balances a 

striped ball on the tip of his

snout & slaps his fins in

frenzied approval. Arf. Arf. 

Though absent, the ring master 

smiles from the realms of irony.

He holds the bearded lady by the 

burl & orders a reception for

the new act. 

(c) 2013