Despair
He brought her purple tulips at 10:17.
I smiled and turned to my three Kiwi’s
Which I had captured yesterday
While hunting out in cyberspace.
Funny little birds.
I saw one on tv once when I was young,
It was yellow and could run
Like the wind. So fast the trees
Couldn’t keep up and were left
Tripping and falling to the ground.
When I saw his little bubble body
Streaking across the wasteland
I couldn’t help it, I smiled.
I gave her a cheap plastic bucket
So she could put her tulips in some water.
She beamed and told me ‘thank you’.
Then unwrapped her purple flowers and
Slipped them ever so gently into the
Bucket turned vase, and I couldn’t help it,
I smiled. As I was driving with a friend
The other day, I saw a
Phony stunt driver practicing
His street jumping and throwing sparks
Everywhere. ‘Rock the Wee!’
I said, and had to laugh. My friend
Told me that I was crazy, and looked the
Other way. I laughed again and pressed
Down a little harder on the gas, getting us
Off of the non-existent movie set that
We had somehow stumbled on to.
Twilight was upon us then, and with
The thought of the falling darkness I
Couldn’t stop myself, I smiled.
Copyright © Jason Klaiber | Year Posted 2005
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