Thumb's DownA Poem by AntonionioniI won't be hitch-hiking just yet, due to a sore thumb, which I extend into a premonition of the final thumbs down from the Emperor of the Universe...!
My thumb’s been sore for more than two weeks. Why I am not sure but it’s sure come to be A stumbling block, fumbling whenever I Use hands, mumbling, grumbling in agony This sum total of thumping misery Should be a rule of thumb, a digital Denominator of numbness. Come, see How glum I am without my thumb. It’s all Just like Tom Thumb’s blues, losing it. Hassle Is endless, fingers friendless, thundery sky I wonder as I wander, somebody Crawl underneath this rumbling tumbril Pull me undone, unbecoming to die Not done with strumming strings and swinging free © 2008 AntonionioniAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 25, 2008 AuthorAntonionioniManchester, United KingdomAboutI'm Antonionioni. I also answer to Tony. I try not to be phoney and I try not to be moany. I write a daily sonnet but not only. My writings often get lonely. Please read them and you won't disown me. .. more..Writing
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