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HOW (Hell on Wheels)

HOW

HOW
(Hell on Wheels)
(Hope you’re on the Wheel)
(Hope you’re driving, my Muse)

Is Fuck-a-Duck Syndrome (F-a-DS) an idiom only I say?
What an inconceivability.

That’s why it’s an expression of…
Unbelievability!
Exasperation!
Shock!

Even
Incredulity!
Or—
Maybe even
Dark Humor Syndrome (DHS)

Who could?
Possibly
Believe
What happened

Fuck-a-Duck!!!

It’s what life unexpectedly
Throws at you

The Alpha-Gal Syndrome (AGS)

–Or–

The BeAllEndAll Syndrome (BES)

Sometimes—
I think I’d rather just be in the—

Kick the Bucket Syndrome (KBS)

Where you lead me…
I…where—
will..what…
Follow?
Realize?
Know?
Understand?
Hope?
Maybe?

Etc…etc…etc…
Endless Tangent Cognitive Syndrome (ETCS)

Just,
Bullshit Syndrome (BS)
(That one is real)

Useless idioms

Fuck-a-Duck!!

But…
Remember the first four lines?
Unbelievable.

Life is
Sometimes
What it
Gives us—

Or takes
Away
From us.

Doc!
Roll up that useless
Ream of research paper
I toiled on
And wrote
For you

Use it as a
Yuletide log

Burn it up
And celebrate

Ignorance
Disdain

Just
toilet paper—
to you

Elevate your
Self

With
Dismissal

That was addressed to…
My doctor?

I think
Just a paper shuffler
with
Paper Shuffler Syndrome (PSS)

Lost in the System Syndrome (LSS)
Me?

I get
10 minutes

She gets to
Dismiss me

And collect a
huge
Paycheck

I’m…
on my own
standing

in my underwear
in the glare
of fluorescent light

Scrutiny—
How do I
Get This one out

That’s exactly what I felt like (TEWIFL)
(It’s ok. I have a TopSecretSecurityClearance. TSSC)

I’m going to walk out
And throw the damn thing
On the roof

Fuck-a-Duck!!

That’s
My diagnosis…

The devastation
Won’t occur
Till
It happens

You
Accept that

Write Me Off (WMO)

Where’s my scalpel?
I need to operate

It might get messy
You’ll need a Kleenex

Fuck—
a—
Duck!!

As Trump would say…
We’ll
Kick Ass Syndrome (KAS)

The inconvenient truth (thanks, whats-your-name (GOREme))
Is
You!
And
Me

Dismissal
With a smile

A clip board
A piece of paper

A list of symptoms

A checkmark
On—
He doesn’t
Feel good

Handed to me
On my way out

Fuck-a-Duck!!

My diagnosis?
Again—
Acronyms of frustration (UGH)

Give me a clipboard
I’ll find symptoms
In You (BS)

I’m Just a Kickstand (JAK)
I prop
myself
up

After
Your
shrug

and
10
minutes of
self
truth

We,
You my Muse
And me
will
become (WAS)
from their
negligence

Ahh,
The gown
I wear..
Ties
Behind me.

Such elegance

What dignity
They gift—
Us

Fuck
That
Duck
(Muse…keep driving.)


I Love You
(ILY)

You do know…
(F-a-DS)
Could be
(Fuck it)
Easy to get there.

But…
Stay with me
My Muse.

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