It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...

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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Sunday, July 7, 2019

Wide-Eyed At The Wheel: Another Lower-Case Poem

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sleep was in the backseat
wide-eyed was behind the wheel

wide-eyed had a full deck to deal

guilt and shame were hitchhiking
(they were drunk)

 wide-eyed hit the brake
he put them in the trunk

 memory, against a lamp post
gave wide-eyed
reason to boast

 about yesterday
and all its yesters
with a voice that pesters

 all that's important
with memory in
the glove compartment

wide-eyed parks at a bus station,
destiny's destination

without hesitation
(and quick on his feet)

he says goodbye to all,
finding sleep in the backseat

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Footnotes
WOUND, WIRED AND WIDE-EYED
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL

Unlike the previous pages that were created
in the previous century, this poem
was created within the past ten minutes.
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