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
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