There’s a difference between
receiving an award and being
a ward of the state. Similarly,
there’s a difference between
being recognized with a plaque
and being recognized with plaque.
At least you were recognized.
And plaques are plaques, some say.
Yes, and birds are birds, yet if I
flip you one, things change.
There’s that pivot, that fulcrum.
Meaning, meanwhile, like Newton’s Cradle,
just keeps on click-clicking.
Like Fonzie’s hair keeps slicking
with a double thumbs up and an “ayyy.”
Pivot again, and ‘ay is for ‘orses,
and ‘ere we are in East London.
Or Heast London, as it was once known.
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