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arcana imperii :: the book of j

8.6.04

dispose of me in meter... disperse me into rhyme

convert me into meter, sir,
dispose of me in rhyme -
pray enjamb me in a corner
where i must bide your time.

with assonance i'll not demur,
in iambs i shall dwell,
embrace alliteration's lure -
i'm sure it suits me well;

each topsy-turvy metaphor
and simile obscene -
i will not ponder what they're for
or ask you what you mean.

for meaning's mark you may forswear
though i should keep your time:
dispose of me in meter, sir,
disperse me into rhyme.


~«poetastery (3)   a love-song, a love-song»
by the eudæmonist.