A minute long hiccup
Was it scotch or buttercup?A threat to scupper the nightOr a simple recall, lovely and bright.Who recalls me?A fiend, a pal, a lovely crushA rialto in the pastThe neighbor’s parrot,Green and slushButton up that minuteIt was just a hiccup
Saturday, March 09, 2013
Karma Tonic: Chapter 40: Hiccup
Friday, March 01, 2013
Karma Tonic: Chapter 39: That Word
Theory
of head that turns mute
Whistle
that sounds futile
Wind turns
thin, recorded docile
Weight
on toes, words are stuck
A push
from the gut,
Why don’t
you just duck?
Pay me
some crumbs; I’ll lend you the word
Story in
a pot, head to swirl
Dynamics
of business, you sound so nerd
Hands fall
in pocket,
Eventually,
Where’s
that word?
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