Thank God I'm A Country Boy.
Once,
When A Slave
To My OP Circus
Coffee used like cheap grains of an inhaled glue
The Pop Corn Drug
The Quick Fix
The Coin For The Slot to
ward off assassin clowns
lions tethered tightly,
dead, in mane lines
of tortured hunted tee pee grounds
splintered bleachers squashed
a fairy floss sweet pink buzz injected rabidly
sucked, soulless, from stained paper cups
brewed by silver spoons and a sweet tepid instant of a jarring,
Not Enough.
Now, as my cold caravan and
Other People's Circus' Have Left Town
coffee is home,
coffee is fika,
coffee is my full chosen cup over flowing as One daily joy
a hand spun ceramic slowness sipped
crafted, delighted, enchanted
to simply step off the Human Hamster Wheel and
see Life's Merry,
Go Round,
observations as pretty frocked up people ride random tender self chosen ghost trains
spin their roulette wheels, crap,
pop pills and ping pong balls in swivelling own clown mouths
or shoot blanks from bent barrels and
Trust Pitted Ducks In Full Metal Jackets Fall Their Weigh.
Coffee, un bitter now, eagle
like high circled high rise a higher carnival life
This Joyous Ceaseless Merry
Go Round,
chooses
The Next Kewpie Doll,
The Next Cheap Knock Off Winner,
The next raw apprentice and chief executive orifice
These Bottomless Polls like bottomless cups of sweet stewed char
Never Lie, Never Assume, Never Not Not Know,
Vote Now, Vote Early, Vote Often,
Certain, Safe and Tied Up Tightly In Pretty Little Bamboo Boxes
Instant granules, instant heroine spoons heated well, instantly
Inject More Life, Frothy Topped Art and munged beans choose you
The Red or
The Blue or
The Pink Pill Stuffed Puppet Toy from
The High Score Millionaires Row
The Winners Grinning sipping crema Top Shelf
To now,
also, slowly, sweetly,
sip a cup of self chosen hot steamy sensual life love
(despite The Endless Loops of Arcane OP Merry Go Round Games)
Of This Tall Black Beauty
A Deep Sweet Brew,
A Deep Dark Brow,
A Full tailed Wild Thing,
Ride Thorough Bred
Her Full Brew Spirited,
Ride Free
Feel those tasted salty stinging Waves
We May All Share In This Flow,
Share The Coffee Cupped Now,
This Never Missing In Action
Aware, Alert not alarmed
A Beauty shared cup
Over flowing With Her
This Morning Star
Called
Life.
