!

For once (again) I’d like to babble, irreverantly
without being so
Cal
Cue
Late
Ting
about the placement of
Everyfuckingletter.
Allow every sprightly syllallable to dance dissolutely
to the brazen beat of my
ratatatatatatatatfufukfuckFuckFUCKFUCK
tourretic turntable
(Regrettable, really).

Does that necessitate an apology?
That question does.
I’m sorry.

i want to punctuate;
Irresponsibly?
and begin each sentence with an infant eye
(in an effort to further diminish the word for self).
It smacks of Cherogance
to stand so high and lonely on an equal grammatical Sinai with the
Almighty.

iamagoldengodiamagoldengodiamagoldengodiamagoldengodiamagoldengodiamagolden
God help me.

Maybe someday
I’ll find that same freedom in Form.