justwrite 22 march

darling my starling you are flying so high today and the kits are laughing in their tails their winds winding their ways all those plural stays of agreement a fee meant as a tax on kindness though no one would attack the counteractive counterintuitive blue notes a few throats short of a whistle i usually say i rarely stay too far ahead of the equation those equal parts coffee and creamer steaming their ways through suitcases the trunks unlocked like monkey's uncles the bungled peanutbutter parachutes opening in cahoots with the trumpeter swans playing along with the lutes for chutes and ladders climbing up into pieces and peace is the answer i found it right in the corner when everyone was looking the other way or ways and the means we seem to declare unaware of expectations are the jams into awkward frustrations like for time and five time and the lines we draw we caw out like crows like rows and rows of antecedents waiting for the next decadent bite of right speech of peach cobbler and the bobbed apples whose shoulders are bare and apparent and the press will be stunned running fingers over the letters and the sweaters all say varsity and the carseat says adversity but no one is wondering what it spells