POEM: Blender Manual

I read you like a person reads

his blender manual.

It’s a necessity–legally obligatory.


But meaningless because if a word falls

in a blender manual, does anyone read it?

No one cares until someone loses a thumb.

Words are nudged and danced

into perfect clarity in seven languages.

But it’s 100 pages for a three button machine.

“Frappe” must have a long and convoluted definition.


[Poem #2: National Poetry Month]

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