Monday, October 20, 2025

One-hundred-thousand factors
fastidiously reformed into
itsy-bitsier pieces before
reconfiguring fusty-musty norms.

Anachronistic pentametricals
misconstrutinize new-numericals:
the month, the day, the year are clues to verse
adversarial.

Poems
can be
puzzles
if we
let them.
For more fives to end
oversimplify:
you can count on me
to make up words that
want to multiply.