poem 9 from outer space for Alain

Words by Edward D. Wood, Jr.

the colonel salutes the general looks the colonel looks the general looks a moment longer the colonel looks to the general quizzically the general looks up angered the general takes out a cigarette the general takes out a match the colonel looks to him the general looks back the colonel sits down the general looks away the colonel blows his nose violently the general looks angry the colonel turns to face the general the general throws up his hands err...err...yes, sir yes, sir, yes sir, yes—yes—yes!

From Selected Poems of Edward D. Wood, Jr.

(Unexpurgated Edition)

Series: Absurdist Texts and Documents no. 26

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