Clancy O'Connell

Redundant Punctuation



Mad scramble


for a word that fits.

Fishing for a simile that suits

a moment, transitory in time.

 

If I could juxtapose justice

with poetry,

would the phrase

be pretty enough to print?

 

A simpler truth 

cannot be told than this:

   Poetry exists,

   not to prove,

   but to probe.

Therefore; no poem ends,

but meanders to a point

of confused conclusion

    as it discovers that punctuation

   doesn't end a question;

            merely caps the quandary

            at the nearest

            feathering apex.