by ishtat
Found myself singing the poem in the manner of "Yankee Doodle Dandy," ishtat.
I'm guessing you intended that.
It's good to see you visit occasionally. I enjoy reading your comments and poems.
as Yankee Doodle Dandy. It still feels like something from an old Anglo oral tradition and I love the word play--I had to read nimbly not to get caught up in any tongue twisters! Good on you for writing again. Always good to read you. :)
singsong fun with a damned chilling undercurrent that smacks you straight in the back of the head.
I knew there had to be more to the piece and googled the syndrome, and well, ishtat, darkly disturbing, packaged in light airy fun