Re-written for David’s Weave Written Weakly #192
where Josie asks us to write a conversational poem,
no more than 20 lines long, inspired by Frank O’Hara’s
“Metaphysical Poem”. Revised from a 2024 story with
my recurring characters, “George & Martha”,
this is my response. Thanks, Josie!
“Do I need to point out the obvious, George?”
“I’d rather you didn’t, Martha, but seeing as how I’m a captive audience, I have no choice, now do I?”
“None. Clearly you’ve managed to get us lost …. again.”
“Nonsense! I know exactly where we are.”
“Of course you do. It’s the same road we’ve been on for the last hour.”
“I’m rather fond of this road, Martha. I believe the elegance of the straight line is lost on most people.”
“You are a blathering idiot, George. The only thing lost is us. Just admit it; you made a wrong turn 100 miles back!”
“Never! The only wrong turn I ever made, Martha, was the one down the aisle on our wedding day.”
“You are a beast and I loathe you! Turn the car around, George.”
“I will do nothing of the kind. I am the master of my steed and I say “Onward!”
“What you are is a buffoon, George, with about as much sense as that cactus.”
“And you, Martha, are a bellowing cow in the throes of labor.”
“You do realize we’re going to die out here, don’t you, George? The vultures are already circling overhead.”
“Oh, don’t be so melodramatic, Martha.”
“Look! There seems to be some sort of rest area up ahead. Stop and ask for directions, George.”
“Over my dead body, Martha! Over my dead body!”
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The Elephant's Trunk 
George is not right
Stupidity is his blight
And Wolf Moon is out tonight
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And then she killed him, right? hehehehe
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Were invites sent out for Georges funeral?
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