Saturday, October 11, 2014

Picadillo

shift-slide twist and shuffle
the 6 am hustle
a beaming bright rustle
joyful industrial

shock to my fatigue's slumbering lens
the morning's alert striking powerful cleanse
worth ten times its weight in roasted Sumatran,
gentle green beans, generous fashions

able to lightly align the day
with breezy injections of modest fair play,
as dragonflies drift, dodge dare to question
what conjures such radiant awakened lessons

in whatevs what-wills and wherewithalled risen
conscious inquiring roundabout prisms,
to keep your eyes open's the meaning I'm sure,
and nourish a sun shining dazed jolicoeur.

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