by Colin James

“Please be impotent”
were the words my mother spoke
when I eventually left home.
Little did I know that
the statute of limitations
would expire very slowly.
Even my journeys to Pluto
yielded circumspect results,
like the locals throwing
their hands up in despair
at yet another primitive
apprentice to the language of.

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Colin James has a couple of chapbooks of poetry published. Dreams Of The Really Annoying from Writing Knights Press and A Thoroughness Not Deprived of Absurdity from Piski’s Porch Press and a book of poems, Resisting Probability, from Sagging Meniscus Press.