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Cold Turkey

Trumpets blared from orifices hidden
   Awaiting his doom, the prince was bidden
To enter the dark hole of all things unknown
   Suppressing a shriek, he unplugged his phone

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Caren Krutsinger

January 5, 2020 at 3:01 AM

"suppressing a shriek" put this one over the top of hilarious to me!

Gershon Wolf

January 5, 2020 at 12:24 PM

It's the 'Psycho' in me... Couldn't let it out in public. ~ Tony Perkins

Jean Bush

January 3, 2020 at 10:24 PM

Even silence ticks away. I'd like to unplug everything but then I couldn't "talk" to you.

Gershon Wolf

January 4, 2020 at 10:38 PM

I'd hear you amidst the silence, Jean... :) gw

Brenda Chiri

January 3, 2020 at 1:14 PM

Lol this seemed a bit humorous! Forgive me if I'm wrong Gershon! Still made me smile!:)

Brenda Chiri

January 4, 2020 at 2:11 AM

Haha so I was right! I'm glad because it did make me giggle!;)

Gershon Wolf

January 3, 2020 at 3:48 PM

Wrong? Wrong?! WRONG??!! LOL. You were 100% right. I found it hilarious, actually, after it came bursting out of my (empty--remember) cranium. Really, it's supposed to be ironic humor. So, you got it!!! Way to go, Brenda SUPERSTAR! Cheers, Gershon