Ministrokes of good fortune
Moments everyone is talking about
Arranged in a salon-like hang
Proscenium, thrust, or in the round
Fate is the raspberry horseman
On a carousel of pale steeds
But crazy stuff falls through the cracks
You know what I’m saying.
I launched into my third brew
Roasted goats become tacos
Over simmering mesquite
My extendable pharyngeal jaw
Opened like a time lapsed blossoming
Of the gaping maw of an entrance to a
Drive through car wash
Brushes flapping like slaphappy dervishes.
And I’m like
Safely out of range
Spray cast upon slurry seal
Surfaces may be slippery
I would be remiss
Reduce your risk
Unlock the magic
Download the app.
Copyright 2025
Randy Stark
I like the poem. I don't quite understand it. "slaphappy dervishes", "raspberry horseman" "Unlock the magic Download the app". I've read it several times and enjoy the images and words, yet leaves wanting.
ReplyDeleteThanks. I'll take a look under the hood.
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