Vertical Transmission

                                  With broken arms, 

A nasty note and a dead rat, 

I carry with me 

Her suspension of disbelief 

Why can't I be the genius 

Who solved the greatest 

Problems of his time 

Am I even beyond 

Metaphorical assistance 

Why must I be a paint brush 

When we need a wrench 

Her arrival at the correct velocity 

In order to perceive 

Has been canceled, and filed away 

This abstraction shall 

Repeat in sequence