Lord of his Jason recliner, best spot near the box.
He shuddered at residents who shuffled all day
up the passage, around the chow hall, past the baths:
their circular wanderlust secretly disgusted him.
Loved the TV, announced regularly that
"Do what you love" is a secret. Handshake
of the privileged men on the news thrilled him,
brought back days of war and rethinking France.
Alice wandered past in unbridled logohorrea:
"Bicycle, unicycle, unitard, hockey puck, rattle snake,
monkey monkey underpants" then in shock of herself
a brief stop: "Oh dear! What nonsense I am talking!"
No one looked up in surprise, her rabid blather
didn't raise heads (but then here, what does).
Truancy, mean glaring days made long with
empty visitor parking lots: absent notes not required.
He loved the TV: do what you love. Peered through
raised slippers at the World News. In between
camera flashes of the press, he slipped into the
room of journalists and shook hands with the president.
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Includes suggestions from:
@ernmalleyscat: wunderlust secretly disgusted him
@marklawrence: Do What You Love is a secret handshake of the privileged
@matchtrick: bicycle, unicycle, unitard, hockey puck, rattle snake, monkey monkey underpants (Gilmore Girls)
@eglantinescake: Oh dear! What nonsense I am talking. (Alice in Wonderland)
@MissButtons_ rethinking France
@timsterne: what does truancy mean?
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