Quick Q:
If the thirteenth month of the last year asked you what its next leap letter is, what color would you say the lyrics in Santa’s retina are dancing to?
– Adeboye Oluwajuyitan, M.D. from Book, EvolutionR.
Inside My Mirror!
Poem — Date of Composition: June/July 2022.
I look inside the mirror,
And California is the Capital of Spain.
Saw is the past tense of Saw,
And giving birth does not involve any pain.
I look inside my mirror,
And there’s no gravitational pull.
I’m floating in a Hogwarts stadium,
And my team’s jersey is color blue.
I look inside the mirror,
And Israel and Palestine are friends.
January to December is Autumn,
But there is no such thing as sex.
I look inside my mirror,
And I’m a gray turtle in the sea.
I can assume any shape or color I want,
But I can never be a green bee.
I looked inside the mirror,
And the President of London was Putin.
Cancer was the name of a song,
And all Astronauts lived in Greece.
I look inside my mirror,
And I can suddenly see inside my Brain!
I have a silver caudate nucleus,
And scribbled on my hippocampus is the name, James.
