justwrite 21 august

it's a redripe apple core more than i can bare like four arms flashing in the noonday none will be heard and all will be served last with a clash of knock-off bowling balls falling short of the pins and needles teetering on the records skating away on the thin lines of college-ruled filler paper scraping the mistakes from the floor and wondering how some can adore a bull when the pull away like to run to save your own tidy hide can't be denied can't defy conventions no matter who's nominated and whose confiscated house keys are ringing in the night owl diner's pocket locked up tighter than a shoestring with a budgetary peril showing in those cotton strands an unplanned recourse with scissors for lips clipping with quips each threaded head ready to roll to unlock the socks within a box of sins and one of them was hope which soaps up the suds and trips up reason greasing by on rainbow bubbles a consonant for your troubles and nothing but a pancake in an earthquake staking out a pie chart with a hearty gathering a smattering of utensils and interdimensional linens bringing the table together in an underweather oversweater type of deal feeling a little woolly for the scene whatever that means and weighs