Utopia

It’s like being in a swimming pool When you don’t know how to swim You realise the breathing first Evidently heavy and difficult. The concentration shifts From the tears in your eyes To the cravings of your lungs And you sniff your nose  To the familiar smell Of choking on your tears. The emotions have broken apart Revealing the raw physical being An animal being preyed upon. A face hard to recognise In its least convoluted state With eyes open in disbelief  And streams flowing down From the eyes and the nose In an effortless pace. The socially conscious, problem-solving Attention seeking human breaks open To this rudimentary stage of evolution Where reasons are not sought Instead, all that is wanted for peace Is to be able to fall asleep.

The quick brown fox  Jumps over the lazy dog. The ‘the’ brings ’t’ & ‘h’  To the rare occasion  Of an alphabet family photograph Where the fox and the dog hold them all As close as grammar would allow. ‘The’ fox and ‘the’ dog? In a world where the computer Became the iPod And ‘okay’ became…k How can we afford A 3 letter article, the ‘the’ When one of them could easily Be replaced with an ‘a’? So I decided to give it a try. A quick brown fox Jumps over the lazy dog. A quick brown fox? Yes a fox doesn’t stay And it’s quick at that It’s sly not pretty And we use brown for that So, yes a quick brown fox Seems quite alright. Until you hear what it does. It jumps over a dog Isn’t that quite a feat? No, it can’t just be any fox This one is a significant fox It is the subject of the matter The fox that jumps over a dog Just to get the alphabets together. I mean how often do you hear that? S...