Cut to the Chase
Get a load of the gridlock on that one.
Somebody dumped sugar in her synthesizer.
Just thinking of it gives my brain a wedgie.
Seems like one thing is always in the process
of overtaking another even if they both move slower
than the decline of the Roman Empire.
Never was a person so hemmed in by the plaid-
striped-polka-dot pattern of thoughts.
The busier they are, the more doesn’t happen.
Did you think of that all by yourself
while staring at the plasma screen lake?
No, it’s something I read in an old fortune cookie.
But it doesn’t change the fact
that certain information is still missing.
I guess we could sit and wait.
Does anybody here remember how to dance?