If I were a comma,
would I opt
for Oxford use?
Would I find
AP an ignorant
Yahoo, mucking around
in muddied sentences?
Or would I merely
slide from the tip of a pencil,
smooth as poetry,
and drop myself quietly
before the “and”?
Do you understand, now,
what keeps me up at night?
Not everyone can
become a comma.
Right?
Posted in Facebook Poetry, Katherine's Coffeehouse
