justwrite 17 september

beside the point
the double-jointed hurricane stirs spain into a tizzy
a frizzy lizzard with a lisp spilling drinks into oblivion
wait until the groundskeeper finds out
wait until the houndstooth coats
there are solutions for these patterns
paisley is not the end
all the be all
you can be in the army
of one the reserves serving preserves
the jelly warriors
starving their martian chronicles
red dirt on a hot tin roof
roll of thunder hurl the die
cross the tie rack the rat trap
if i ever seen one
if i ever tried that line
fined all costs to the lost frontier
a layer cake baked into steps
leaping from anniversaries and diaries
and various pleasantries undelivered
let me tell you about a popsicle
when i was young
and i was young once and maybe another time too
there were shoes and they were tied
or else we didn't eat dinner
and our noses were brushed
our apples in our pockets locked carefully
the full upright position
physicians had to look twice to catch us off of school
foolish tokens of misspoken rhymes twisted our time into gold
leaves and leave-taking mistaken for earth
the smell of sunset settling in our hair
wait until the crickets step in
the fly on the swatter tempting the late hour
knowing that the time will come
full well a wheel well is not a safe place to sleep