Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Coaxial

CoaxialCoaxialCoaxialAble: Did you see the man try to get his cat downed from the tree he shaked it. Babble: NO that’s a meant thing to do to a poor cat eye will go and shaked on him now. Able: NO he shaked the tree. Babble: There is no such word as shaked. Able: yes there is you open word and then you save the word as is to the dictionary. Babble: You are a creator shaking words. Able: and eye can take an existing word and make a new definition and even use it in a syntax sentence with prose poetry in the back of mye minded. Babble: lead on oh ah muse. Ed.note: Today’s word children and ewe is Coaxial. CoaxialCoaxial: Def1: A man made attempt at cloning nano technology by the use of wires filtering electricity. Def2: Granna nano bots. Old people rewired to function again in society just take them to the table at the worked place and plug them inn. The lineman was sweeping when he got a great idea he attacked the work bench he attached a cardboard leveler a catcher of the trash leaving the table and placed a trashed can under it to catch the leavings from the workers. He immediately got canned. The old woman on the nano bot line showed the sweeper her hand it was swollen on the thumb from gluing wires he felt so sorry for the lady he went to the boss and asked him to fire her also so she could go home and take care of nano thumb. He gave her the day off WITH PAY and said just come back tomorrow when thumb can do the work again nano nano. But the sweeper will look in vain for a new job they do not hire inventers where he’s from. Perhaps he is a parking lot attendant at the club stealing the better cigarettes from the ash trays of the better limousines and other cars. Perhaps he will make a new way to park a car he runs the stripes sideways on the parking lot to make more room he can park 15 more cars. The nano downsize of this idea is obvious the manager of club victorious the man is on the street again looking for another inventing job. No one could get the escargot. Perhaps he is a fisherman upon a scowl the boat is listing from the prow all the fish have shifted to the front he wanted to make more room to fill it up his inventing days now number only one. He is deep sixed into the Davy Jones locker he is down there looking for another Coaxial. Able: nano nano. Babble: And so it ends as a prose poem congratulations unto yew. Ed.Note.Ed. And so another CharlaX poem story not a fable not a title or a theme comes to a special end not in Harpers magazine but perhaps only in ewe dreams. Coaxial

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