Thursday, June 27, 2024

Spiritual Stirrings

Silly they say the best way
To be slapped, happily
I yield my balance
To the Chair.

The sign I’m looking up at 
I’ma do like it say
I’ma report myself as
Storm drain pollution.

For once, I’ma do what I ‘pose to.
And so they I mean like
I hope they gonna slap me silly.
I know, right?

So yeah whatever but no
It all none of it makes any sense.



Copyright 2024 Randy Stark

 



2 comments:

  1. This piece seems like dialogue from a Tennessee Williams' play

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  2. Thank you. And very perceptive. I believe I was reading "Small Craft Warnings" around the time I was writing the poem.

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