The Messenger

By keechballard

All wise, all knowing, and all dead
Do you know what people said?
When they laid you in your bed?
So enchantingly?

Omniscient and all powerful
You could heave a bowerful
Roses stemmed and sorrowful
To the tossing wave.

Have you seen without a light?
Have you heard without a fright?
Have you felt without a bite?
Tripping fancy free?

This is what they said, my friend:
You should try a different blend [brand].

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Keech Ballard writes for “therapy.”