Cut, snipped, parsed,
mercilessly pounded out of round,
a language abrupted, unadorned
a blunted force-
which can, true enough,
convey a cleansed idea or image
neatly shorn of fat
but often rendered fleshless too,
severed of spice and complex flavors.
Aligned are they in assanine,
anti-adjectival stance which often
Charlie cannot stomach, savor-
for given stage
and audience and music,
a choreographers cornucopia
of language lithe and readied,
choose they to reduce it
to a few brute moves
and clumsify the dance.
But humble Chuck wishes
not to deride or flout,
let's hope they all at least
had choice enough
to don dress or pants
and don't at wit's end end up
like poor Hem: a suicide
with all their brains blown out.
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