6727. THE BASKET CATCH

THE BASKET CATCH

Japanese fisherman, not Willie Mays.

And how do I know the difference?

These days everything is pretty much alike,

under a thick, opaque haze of smoke and lies.

It's the illusion that batters the battering ram,

and not the other way around : sixteen medieval

marksmen, giving up their guns? No, I think not.

Here, instead, living high on the hog in Destitute

Manor, the apples are delivered already peeled;

but one needs to eat them quickly or they start

turning brown. Things are funny all over : the

apple, I just read, is now valued mostly for its 

'vigorous cleansing action on the teeth.' What

was that, and who? And the Impressionists, I

also just read, 'broke down color until everything

was white.' What was that? And who said that?

Oh man am I one bedeviled old guy, 

oh man, oh man am I.