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 24, 2022

The Funeral Parlor ... A Poem By The Inimitable Hooda Helami

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She grieves when grief
is on the dance card

She cries on cue
when the deceased
is in view

Preparing her exit 
with midnight thoughts
about whose pants
will adorn
her bedpost

The deceased 
would have thought
the same thing
if she was on view
***

Nothing draped
the bedpost
that night

She dreamt about
finding 
a deceased t-shirt
under her pillow
***
 
© HOODA HELAMI ©
Alter Ego #142857 
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 25, 2022 at 7:07 PM

    Hooda Helami ... is a question I've asked myself many times.

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    1. Paul OliverioJuly 25, 2022 at 7:09 PM

      We all need to ask that question.
      The problems begin when you
      have no hell-ish idea
      what the answer is

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