The Chicken and I
By Edward S. Gault
I sat on the park bench
With my colleague
As he told me that I didn’t know
Anything about schizophrenia
But I wasn’t paying attention
I was watching this chicken walk its’ fool
Along the path
And we made eye contact
The chicken and I
It winked at me
Then went on its’ way
With the leash in its’ beak
And the fool in tow
My colleague was not the least bit interested
He had continued onto
The Parts of the Brain
In his discourse.
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