Silent gopher modules grind a bearable decision,
tornado grumbling affidavits bristling on a desk.
Forever where the wit of windows concentrates adroitly,
a cavern stumbles through a platform’s pumpernickel chest.
Similar to a plate of corn-fed double bacon burgers
thrown against the wall to land upon a bed of watercress.
Originally posted to Wharved: 11/3/12