Short Broadside Poems

Jim Steneson had a problem with gas
without warning he'd let out a blast.
The stink was obscene
folks escaped the scene
and denounced Jim as a pain in the ass....

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I'm skidding broadside,
 in a cloud of smoke.
What an awesome ride,
 as I go for broke. 

This journey called life,
 shouldn't be pretty.
Nor laden with strife,
 just keep the gritty. 

I'm totally fried,
 what a wild ride!
                  ~Johnnymac...

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I was solvent.
Inside the exterior.
The boy hanging from the ledge.
Cookies burning in the oven.
I was on that distant planet
With one flashing bar
Of battery left.

And in even then,
Absorbed with love.
A flailing brook
Of grammerless
Languageless
Broadside sea spray.
That one quarter left of pina colada.
A dalliance of dozens and dozens
Of dear loved ones.

As I clung there
Like a distant star 
In commune
With a multiverse of stars.
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