The Daily Paper Poem by Raymond Farrell

Sometimes I think
if I could just
loosen up all the words
in the newspaper
put them in a jar
and shake them up
then pore them on the floor
or spread them out
on a blanket
have you and I
each grab an end
then fling them into the air
letting them fall as they may
if
at that point
we were to sit down
and read the words
word by word
we'd be no less informed
or better informed
about what is going on
in the world
than we are
having read the daily paper.