January 18, 2012

The Homeless Apostraphe

I'm not a nine. I'm a grammatical contraction
or a possessive clause character and W, W W...,
THOSE people have left me out in the cold.
Now, they are for sharpening blades only.
No more shall books be read, and I, for that matter,
hereby obliterate myself from the language.
Damn you all. Belonging is over. I am done.
Ends'.

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