PARENTAL ADVISORY

Hear Ye. Hear Ye. Here we
propose to posit prose poetry,
forming forms of continuous connectivity
to communicate considerable
contemplative reflectivity.

Simply put, we pose this where
prose poetry is what you'll hear
when wondering where the time went
while reading such rhyme wonderments
as oft we've wrought, and revealed thusly;
each whit of wit written Hieronymously.

Will Will Will


Will. Will. Will. Do what you Will
with every waking moment. Fill
time with climbing stairs, and caring
for your brother's brother; pairing
socks, as tocks and ticks go clocking
by. Fly, to feel your stocking
feet beneath you as you jump
from where you stand on life's tree stump.