Short Coli Poems
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favorite veggie is off
the market. oh drat!
-- This is for all of us who like spinach and can't eat it until the E. Coli
outbreak has been fixed.
MEDICAL MIRACLES
What happened to mad cow disease?
And bird flu from Thailand? I ask myself.
Legionnaire’s disease? Minimata? E - coli ?
Did they succumb to medical expertise?
Or just disappear from the current-panic shelf?
Will you survive the next wave? Will I ?
SPEAK ME TO THOSE YOU WISH
TO KNOW THAT I AM YOUR LOVER
SPEAK ME AS NOW AND FOREVER
MORE
THOSE WHO OPPOSE OUR
TOGETHERNESS MIGHT
THAN SHALL BE STRANGE
AMONG THEIR OWN
AS THEY SPEAK OF US
AND THOSE WHO SHALL HEAR
THEM SHALL SPONOLI COLI
THEM
SO THAT A WORLD CAN SPEAK
OF THEM AS STRANGE
THEN WE SHALL BE TOGETHER
WE SHALL BE IN LOVE
do not alter the distance of the peaceful march that his bet swooped on towers of
respect and glorious times that thrive in the sun, the president of the word is the
sound of the voice comes to the reader of my words, the friendly social stream
between the dolphin and the brie coli in language that is described in the axes of
the roof where a box of letters that inspire inhabited
A cosmonaut called Anatoli was diagnosed with acute E.coli
When he became somewhat delirious, they thought it was Bacillus cereus
When plated out under a prism, it looked instead like Botulism
Have you all gone off your rockers, it’s a strain of Staphlycoccus
And then thrown in just as a bonus, a rumour spread of Pseudomonas
No way you nincompoops cried Hans, it’s Candida albicans.
We’re all agreed the team replied........ just after Anatoli died!
Errant clusters germinating tightly,
I invite them in.
I welcome them.
Fighting infection is far from the possible.
Didn’t you know that laughter is infectious?
Tiny colonies spread dis-ease,
a ribbon of cellular folly along angry red flesh.
They flourish on the vanguard, quiet in the deep.
Ebola, e-coli, erroneous children born and buried.
I rest with infection running rampant.
I live with the germs enclosed.