abracadabra bravado
failing with these chopsticks
I can't eat like this
slo-mo dominoes
falling through the roads
nodes crisp
tic the box
swoop of the pen
quick in the lion's den
ailments trail behind
the undefined lines
climbing up the vines
damn they sure do get tangled
around my ankles
bangles jangle
at an awkward angle
slam ball in the net
don't drool enough
to create a pool
power tools spill out
from the box
shocks electric
'cause damn those children
can get their hands onto
almost anything
they can fiddle around with
the plug for the sink
or drink the contents
of pink medicine
evidently left not right
exposed where hands can reach
preachers on the sides in town
with frowns
moving around
with slippery feet
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o.o...this was amazing. left me speechless. I love it. I love it. I love it.
it kinda reminds me of beatnik poetry...and maybe that's why I love it so much...
I think I may just have to read more of your work...
really amazing, dude. really amazing.
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thankyou very much for your kind comments. I write beat-stuff like this, but this is the first one I've added on the site in that particular style. I suppose I should put some more on.
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