Roadwork noises by my window
Fertilize with stones my thoughts
I got used to live in limbo
In the realm of bookish gods
So I’m punished with the sounds
And delighted when it’s quiet
They are setting the new grounds
About which I’m unreliant
And I dash into the river
Of the constant change but no
It’s the same, cause I’m forgiven
Playing games we used to know
You are laughing at my knowledge
We are sharing loving fun
And behind your back the foliage
Casts a shade across the sun
Categories:
roadwork, depression, love, true love,
Form: Rhyme
The GPS gives warnings
If there’s roadwork or a crash
So that drivers use their brakes and
Into other cars don’t smash.
Though there is an alert we get
When traffic’s somehow slowed
And always it intrigues me -
It says “Animal on road.”
I’m hoping for a T-Rex
But I’ll take an elephant,
Yet as soon as we go by,
I see exactly what was meant.
For mostly it’s a critter
Like a possum or a deer
That’s been squished just like a pancake,
As what’s left of it makes clear.
Perhaps it’s just as well, since if
A T-Rex made its mark,
The traffic would be stalled, the gears
Stuck in Jurassic PARK!
Categories:
roadwork, animal, car,
Form: Rhyme
Vibrations of a visionary vivarium is a notion best perceived by a motionless cuckoo clock. Now carefully wind the handle and watch as the bird emerges to shout. Wow. Fantastic isn't it? It is a monogamy of a monorail that keeps a mongoose entertained. Wild whale whisking wafers. But a nice symphony orchestra could arrive to the tunes of the wind. And a charismatic pickle placed in a sandwich could charm even the most Kitagawa mitigated circumstance of an ancestral framework. Circumference then. Oh it is a square not a three dimensional triangle. Neither is it a robotic rhombus in a car held up in a roadwork. Roadside duodenal rhododendron. Pickle not a very small grapefruit then. Ha ha the cloud is watching television today with the storm. Hahaha oceans going to the cinema today. Hahaha eel pie with toasted waffle. *** anthropomorphic anthropology. Xxxx pathologically z.
Categories:
roadwork, america, baby, bangla,
Form: I do not know?