Rise, insumniac,
Upsetupsitup.
Reading John’s godspell,
Wanting old bud bud.
Woolling me not that,
Me count me sum sheep.
Knower? Heartily,
Count hard’ly me a:
Flower’er, read’er,
Write’er, number’er,
Mastercrafter’er,
Taskmaster’er, me
List lines like he in
Eight of pentacles:
Practice makes perfect.
Keep up the good work.
Five and five make ten,
Number’er complete:
Rose I am the Lamb
Of God am I rose.
-- Eitan Benzion is essays editor at APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL. He is currently seeking representation for his debut novel, II RUTH. He may or may not be contacted @natienoizy.