B. Andrew Kelly Poet Rhyme

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I had the random fleeting thought of "What if the wacky inflateable tube men you see outside car dealerships had bones?" because sometimes I feel that way emotionally. Stuck into the soil like a flag, waving all sillily in the air, all with an artificial smile painted on my face.

Ballad for the Wacky Waving Inflatable Tube-Man

air rockets skyward
uppercutting inside
plastic neon flesh
contorting at inhuman angles
what does my body language spell?

ankles anchored into the Earth
to stay grounded as the wave
of time and space crashes
a flood of stagnant flux

there is a symphony of bones
snapping and cracking
in twisted orchestrations
the act of existing for me
is a resilient demonstration

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