post 17 april

justwrite 17 april

is waiting in an unlocked head bedded by fireworks of the electrically impulsive kind there are explosions but they are not in the sky there are high expectations and also lists but adrift in that sea is a shaky stake plunged into the earth from this we will make our maypole we will pitch our tent we are renting apartments in the upper reaches of intellect but collecting the cash to save them from trash is worth three blood blisters and a cold to hold together I am turning off the lights and fighting back the bright until a different morning I will take my pick and the pressure will vanish the settling will take reckoning beyond ache and the cake will be mine to be taken



justwrite 16 april

I’ve got a lot of hot potatoes waiting to be pronounced more like tomatoes and widely spread across plates mashed for quick cash opportunities twenty-two of which we see caught up and bought off scot-free but we the undertakers of such plans offer scandal in the hand and no birds in the bush it’s a push to imagine tragedy of a more direct sort I’ve purported to have better handwriting in the past and at last I’m forced to consider whether that fish is getting bigger in twenty-twenty hindsight offering a brighter light by which to see and be seen careening through darkened hallways in more ways than one there was sun but now none there was warm air but that’s fairly vanished unfairly of course and the uncharted horse goes before and beyond carts no one has pulled before what’s more is less to the point but often adjoined anyway and it helps to say the corner office is not impossible beyond the hype of stereotype active citizens begin again scandalized and dendrites fried by purple suggestions we are teaching our own lessons but missing the test we have bet on the castle but the clouds came in first we have rehearsed grammar only to stammer out happenstance syntax at the first given chance now I am become grating instead of great but it’s a fate undeniably late in the game and it doesn’t stick all the same it’s inconvenient to say the least and once I’ve given you a piece of my mind and you’re left holding part of my foot instead I’ll turn red and apologize sideways then try instead to lend a blending hand face place in the space blankly blinking beyond the cursor