(Courtesy of djari328/Deviant Art)

Poem: rockin’

  • September 13, 2021
(Courtesy of djari328/Deviant Art)

swish, go the scraps into the trees

whispered into a smoke,

up to your knees

wrists twist, teeth clack

snapping in dissonant

jarred tones of deepened anxiety

ropes of gum collect, spillage

springs from the lever, hurtling, slicing through the darkened sky

a second ticking post – (tiny fist smacking the dusty rusty button)

creaks of its broken joints drift in the air


sings its sputtering e-battery, weakly

slowly, staggering

into the sleeping gathering arms of a mother

her broken form splayed crookedly within

the web of glistening pink

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