Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

Pasties

two abreast
a wall of flesh
i left my coat
at the hat rack

from my mind
consumed
a looping 
tune

that need be 
written down
as for what 
i found

on my finger 
tips tapping
from a played
plucked string

that made 
her sing
my score 
board 

pre prepared
paper squared
needing no
licking 

self adhesive 
to please 
to post 
what 

i wrote
written 
on those
sticky notes

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Richard Lamoureux March 15, 2020 at 12:24 AM Cute one. Jeff Connelly March 18, 2020 at 5:19 PM I'm happy that you at least found it "cute" Richard. I wasn't trying to write too profoundly because I've found I loose a lot of non thinking readers along the way. Though I'm ambidextrous I still wouldn't do the biblical hand for a hand, or eye for an eye; and they way I see the world...most folks wouldn't but they would cast a first stone at me for saying they weren't holier then art.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 14, 2020 at 4:13 PM I really like this one. xomo! Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 14, 2020 at 11:59 PM I think much of my own stuff is fluff that certainly wouldn't warrant a paper printing. x Jeff Connelly March 14, 2020 at 10:03 PM Thanks Maureen. I've been writing all along. I'm just now being a little more selective then when I just used to submit every written word lol.