Minor Disappointments
moving forward on the ignited magnesium Moebius towards diddly
pins working like windmills escaping
the pitchfork service neath an indigo moon
jogging ahead of the fuse and it's a lot of bother
all hard labor seeping out
the barriers sussed the best run by a not too shabby jock
with woodchuck ambition
and a disappointed runner slinks back to the shanties
dragging a Bobcat
no joy in light construction
those jaunty backhoes cost a fortune
pastoral Alf and Loretta ain't on the list
the Singing Tabasco family was ingraciusly excluded from membership
I tried to spirit in and got the heave
I had double parked the tractor
traded in the box wrench
donned me now my festive apparel
it doesn't work here
Song of the Slumdweller #1
there's a store front ministry near where I shop
when I run the bike past
the drums and organ send me into Oz
they sing intoxicating spirituals
it's medicine
my bicycle zaps into a broom
I'm the Wacky Warlock of the North
the bicycle disappears
I'm flying
there's this joint where celestial justice swung out
I buy eggs there
there are incantations
ribs of cow cook on a primitive charcoal grill
vast orbs of ham get affordable
the indiginous folk clip coupons
we have twenty five cent cigars
the looming loa smokes one
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