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A provincial endearment
to my wild ways
as a kid I was
tagged a caution

Hello yellow
the sun freckled
Kool-Aid drinking
comfort
from the
goings on
on Capitol Hill

And the Tall One
church keyed
another cold
one
for the road
one
for the rail
one for the choo-choo
ride to his slice of
The Big Apple

When Dark
and Dinner
done
Mom would
comfort a
Collie Dog
confused…
as the
Tall One
spoke the
World News Tonight

tonight…through our
radio


Known Bug

Where did I put my
acumen?
Where did I shelve my
skills?
Ditto the deftness and
dexterity
along with knack and
know how.

But what I’ve really lost
is an interest…
in just about anything.

You know what?
I’m becoming an
undocumented feature.


CURTAINS AND THE COSMIC CARTOON

If the intent of expiration
is to prejudice the
living moment
veil the extemporaneous
choke the breathtaking
now

what hollow motive
first imagined
corporeal animation
as a cell within
a frame


THE VIEW FROM MY PORCH …sure it is
2 comments
    1. and that’s why radio and tv announcers, back in the day, would chant it to warm up. My dad taught me early . I can still repeat it forever

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