Thus Spake the Poetry Editor

Not this, surely!
Not this!
Please! Not this, surely!
Not this, or this.

Of all the terms
you could have chosen,
of all the words
in Christendom,
of all the ways
you might have phrased it,
to so abuse the lexicon.

From couching thus
I must implore you,
with all my heart,
to so desist.

I beg you now
for once and always.
Not this, surely!
Not this!

Or this!

[first posted 27 July 2013 – a voice I hear frequently in my head]