Praise Song for the Tedium

[cynodd]

Praise song for the tedium.

Before we were cheering, standing in crowds, waving our flags, talking to the media or not, about to smile or smiling. All about us was jubilation. All about us was happiness and celebration, triumph and glory, each one of our children rapt with attention. Someone was waving a flag, someone was saluting, clapping,

Comments

[crabbydragon]

I reserve the possibility that were the poem not read by someone who was a. dead, b. a machine, or c. a dead machine, it might not have sucked nearly so much. This is not to suggest that it might have been better than mediocre, just better than painfully awful.