Cut to the Chase

by Elaine Equi

Get a load of the gridlock on that one.
Somebody dumped sugar in her synthesizer.

Just thinking of it gives my brain a wedgie.
Seems like one thing is always in the process

of overtaking another even if they both move slower
than the decline of the Roman Empire.

Never was a person so hemmed in by the plaid-
striped-polka-dot pattern of thoughts.

The busier they are, the more doesn’t happen.
Did you think of that all by yourself

while staring at the plasma screen lake?
No, it’s something I read in an old fortune cookie.

But it doesn’t change the fact
that certain information is still missing.

I guess we could sit and wait.
Does anybody here remember how to dance?

Published on January 20, 2011