Today is starfish crackers,
jumping off verbal cliffs,
and watching snowflakes
get stuck in their own glue.
Is it Friday, or Tuesday?
It’s hard to tell in the Texas hell
of waltzing with the devil’s politics
while wondering if sending your
television to a watery grave
will stop you from reaching
for another shot of tequila.
Yen or urge.
It’s funny the word
could mean money
or a strong desire
to eat a cookie.
I’m pretty sure I’m
an attempted cubist painting.
I live in a 3d reality,
but the artist ran
out of paint to cover
my geometry.
©Susie Clevenger 2024
I started smiling in admiration at the starfish crackers" and didnt stop all the way down the page. I hear you about the politics. I am watching MSNBC and am daily APPALLED and astonished at what is going on. I dont think I will breathe freely till Kamala wins. But they are putting as many roadblocks as possible in front of voters.........LOVE the yen stanza! Your pen blazes, Susie. Never stop.
ReplyDeleteI love the playfulness and yet weighty pondering and questions you leave us with - a very good poem indeed! Jae
ReplyDeleteOh Susie, this is a stitch! The tv in the watery grave! Ha!
ReplyDeleteAs "bad poetry," this rocked, and the last one was an artful projection of the human condition, unfinished/3D messy and still in need of more "paint" to express.
ReplyDelete"Today is starfish crackers,
ReplyDeletejumping off verbal cliffs,
and watching snowflakes
get stuck in their own glue." Ooooh!!! So good!!!
You had me at "starfish crackers" and it just kept getting better.
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