I often write about difficult madders. This poem makes a simple plea: don’t kill the messenger.
I Am Not the Dictater
Good knews
Bad news
I just
Due what
I am
Told
In shorthand
Write from wrong
And weather you like it or not
Please kindly
Refrain from rejoining
That utter most of killer idioms
An overly simple resolution
To complex madders
Signing off
Quill, the messenger
