in response to no responses i reply with an umm
my hosting skills are nonexistent
the coffee is waiting and the cat needs petting
when This day is over,
a naked lunch held
by gum and digression
this song is a chasm, with a dum sense of irony
this life is in cinema and i’m a blur at the party
a bum on the sofa with a lexicon of bum words
there is no known narration
sterile cadence and no
connection
a sum line of hums and umms