The Editor Has Come UnMoored In Time by Neil Willcox
The editor has come unmoored in time.
She has read this poem sometime before;
Events do not follow their proper line.
Behind her she hears the slam of a door.
She has read this poem sometime before,
The end is a disconcerting half-rhyme,
Behind her she hears the slam of a door,
A delivery for which she must sign.
The end is a disconcerting half-rhyme.
She detects an unsettling metaphor,
A delivery for which she must sign,
She turns the last page and wants an encore.
She detects an unsettling metaphor;
Events do not follow their proper line.
She turns the last page and wants an encore
The editor has come unmoored in time.
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