“Warning Unheeded”
“Honey Roasted”
“Honey Roasted”
Honey roasted peanuts jiggle in jars,
Until tipped over into palms.
Jibbily crunchies coughed up over, all over again.
Honey gortex fingertips,
Tasty licked clean.
Until the lid goes back on.
Magical consumption.
Sweet hankering, hunkered down.
Honey roasted?
Who’da thunk?
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“Banquette”
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“Teasing Tempest Temptress”
“Teasing Tempest Temptress”
The wind possesses its own ideas, plans, and designs.
It does not include ill-placed chimes.
Blow, blow, blowin’,
Through, above, and under.
Particulate matter whipped asunder.
Settling for the romance of movement among and between buildings.
Skyscrapers, concrete naked.
Residence of tired pigeons.
Trapper of frustrated horns.
Each piece of the symphony,
Played gustily with gusto.
Despite you,
The wind possesses its own ideas, plans, and designs.
And cares little for your ill-placed chimes.
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“There’s A Light That Sometimes Goes Out”
“There’s A Light That Sometimes Goes Out”
