logic of the broom

Logic of the broom...
The logic of the broom is when the clock tips over the cows jump in

The logic of the broom is that the corners are swept until nothing shines anymore and the cockroaches have more space

The logic of the broom and the calculator combine into a space motif with lasers crashing through our solitary night watches

The logic of the broom contains no works only adjectives and when they stop singing we all dance

The logic of the broom is that California substitutes for our need to crash boomerangs into the side of the painted all

The logic of the broom escapes the white house

The logic of the broom goes nowhere and everywhere at once

The logic of the broom escapes the cathedral

The logic of the broom can only be seen underwater where it has lost its meaning because typewriters define everything anyway

The logic of the broom booms over our heads toward the center of some nebulous caricature of the meanings we thought were there to begin dissecting

The logic of the broom goes on for ten minutes then runs out of ideas

The logic of the broom still has four minutes to go

The logic of the broom celebrates continuous growth while dust gathers under our fingernails

The logic of the broom makes finals seem like the Indy 500 except without cars

The logic of the broom tells us that miniscule mobsters waving torn flags cannot take peace signs away from us

The logic of the broom doesn’t need to be logical but when it is it scares us

Cerebral musings make the logic of the broom come to life

The logic of the broom is now over

It has reached its ultimate convex mirror and therefore can only go on forever