July 14, 2012

  • Hawking


    Among the jumbling mumbling mode
    the Racker Thatcher crumbs his creel.

    his back’s crunched bent
    - his chrome’s thrust spent,
    fingers palms thick tough as heel.

    upon the humbling rumbling ride
    the Racker Thatcher moves his way.

    his voice’s grunt gone
    - now electron’s song,
    teared eyes movewink what to say.

    within the mightling thinkling mind
    the Racker Thatcher spins his rhyme.

    smiles gum and tooth
     - speaks Universal truth,
    of our, A Brief History of Time.

    DSS.

     

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