Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Persona Non Nada

My person is bare, nothing’s left
Who am I if I am bereft?
In fact, who is "I"?
My self, say “goodbye”
A victim, identity theft

14 comments:

Norm Knott said...

A blank, I'm a cipher, I'm none
There's nays and there's no's, I'm just -un
For me it's too late
to participate
The baggage I bear weighs a ton

surly hack said...

You're empty, is that what you're saying?
The game you are tired of playing?
There's nothing inside
that you've left to hide
The horse you rode in on is naying

Norm Knott said...

Yep, me and my horse are both doomed
Swept out like the trash with a broom
I just cannot take it
I can't even fake it
Through glitter, I see only gloom

surly hack said...

Your vision by void has been blurred
It seems you've been shaken, not stirred
When being rubbed out
at fate you must shout
Instead you have coyly demurred

Norm Knott said...

Demur, you say? I say Demurder!
You, sir, are a serial worder!
Your mind is one track!
Get off of my back!
Please cease and continue no furder!

surly hack said...

I think that you'll have the last word
Your points(!)at such volume I've heard
With writing, so loud
to you I have bowed
Too much hearing loss I've incurred

Norm Knott said...

Harrumph!!!

surly hack said...

"Harrumph!!!" isn't exactly a word, is it?

Norm Knott said...

The man said, as off he galumphed,
his final word which was "Harrumph"
I spoke as I spike
If it you don't like
than it you can simply larrumph

surly hack said...

Not sure that I get what you're
saying
Perhaps it's because you are braying
These guttural sounds
won't help to expound
though might be a form of word playing

Norm Knott said...

Garrumble lick spittle boing pfow
Sarruptial gwoing gingy and how
Bot diddley bop poop
Cum hitherly droop
Sanguinely my shoeshine does bow

surly hack said...

With wordings of such an odd choice
I hear an original voice
You gasp, spit and sputter
and mindlessly mutter
A more incoherent James Joyce

Norm Knott said...

I think that I shall never see
a...wait, I'm wrong, pardon me
That's not James Joyce...er..
That is Joyce Kilmer
Some guy who wrote about a tree

surly hack said...

And then there is Joyce Carol Oates
whose writing oft goes for the throats
By hook or by crook
wrote 50 odd books
enough to fill fictional boats