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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Small Mutinies" So what if my point of view is not that which wraps you in comfortably warm fluffed-up silky cashmere blankets of insecure insincerity simple scribbles bleating from the chirping crickets and frog croaking symphonies muddying waters cutting pristine lines of thought gunpowder glorious lit fuses and temporary trip wires while woolly wolves watch all the corralled sheep controlled hearts let loose out the gates running and waddling through life honking and cackling like Beatrix Potter's geese short and long small tall stories stretched and pinned like butterflies wings up against a wall painting life in abstract suspended and held up by teasing tweety birds on teflon canary swings crying, sufferin' succotash I tawt I taw a puddy tat he loves me she loves me not like lottery pulling numbers out of a hat small mutinies 6 under pushing up daisies we are all numbered days forget-me-nots still in school tangled up in our complexities and chalk theories don and damsel tight and tort dégât erased eventually ash to ash dust to dust essence charcoal written love notes air waves sounds, music mathematics a new language violin strings haunting our bodies casual we are sentenced causal conjunctions time counts its numbers its true power days hours seconds who here dares strip the wild flowers of all their pretty petals boils them in hot water slow steeped and torturous swiftly swallowing gossip spilling tea unromantically blowing their loud loquacious clown hooting golden trumpets wet and turned on, like electric light switches, shocked, they stick to each other like glue, gloating self gratification ingratiatingly without form knowledge, wisdom, substance, grace killing unknown Jonah bellied whales with their barbed wire nets while whispering fragile dandelions into their black holed abyss pushing troll armies uphill covered in their odorous brown satisfaction thinking they are pulchritudinous some mysterious scribes, poets burning tired worn scripts, are writing new prescriptions for the blue falling feathers from tsundoku tarot towers; they are quill-swimming in deeper oceans with sharks circling, fins and teeth waving their respect and utter devotions jaws holding firmly thrashing sharp agape love love Agape opening wide the minefield minds catching pearls small mutinies leave the pristine chlorinated swimming pools and diving boards; for the safety fools, risk is a medicine best not taken lifeguards holding binoculars sit in their lonely high seats bibbed and strapped in, perched like kookaburras upon their stable sures they watch the bloodied waters transforming love letters lost with new souls and smiling, appreciate the emerging embryonic glistening super powers the new teachers arisen from different baptismal lightening and thunder clap evolving intelligence simply scribble on the next whiteboard, like evangelists, Munch shout we are all back in school again not out unscrabbling life’s game scrabbled meanings seeking purpose in the symbols sealing words old yet new etched on higher ceilings what you are afraid of is your greatest strength new teeth chewing the ceiling’s broken glass Agape love love agape kill your darlings take life full and naked by the reigns riding confidently directing a different story sitting astride what you thought was the apocalypse dissolves into a new and better path our lives eclipse the mongers mouths open fish hooked voiceless lips on the drawing board written and red bleeding are scaled back to bone gutted become soup for the soul stewed and brewed they stop ancient goats and ghouls terraforming gaols they are still standing on the shoreline stuck on the watermark small fish still minnows back floating looking at the ceiling in blue sky school words inadequate “Who makes the rules?” (LadyLabyrinth / 2021) Halloween sufferin' succotash A common gag used for both Sylvester and Daffy is a tendency to go on a long rant, complaining about a subject and then ending it by saying "Sakes". Sylvester's trademark exclamation is "Sufferin' succotash!", which is said to be a minced oath of "Suffering Savior".
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