by Larry Rapant
Poems the fingers wrote without consulting any other part
Poems that stammer with a desperate need to know
Poems that hit the ground dancing in their bare open wounds
Poems that put the wide in the eyes of the kids
Poems that Sugar shivers when she reads them
Poems that can eye you right through the shower curtains
Poems with a scent of decay
Poems like a long-haired law-breaking convertible
Poems that ram the Men at Work signs onto the soft shoulders
Poems that will lick your tattoo until it’s unrecognizable
Poems that will make the whole damn trailer park sway on its axles
Poems that you have to pull over to add stanzas to
Poems without knees whose eyewitnesses give widely varying accounts
Poems with voracious appetites
Poems in the back seat fluttering and scratching like the treetops
Poems that ocean at your door
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I'm a dotty old man who lives next door to Assisted Living. I’m trying to Hack into Gene’s mind and break the story. I’m also in love with a local poet named Jill whose last name escapes me. I take 5 mgs of Tadalafil every day which makes me a very happy man. My poems are all jokes on me.
Wow! I absolutely love this! Very powerful, potent, and hilarious all at the same time. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThe magical wordplay of Larry Rapant! Bravo!
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