Sunday, December 8, 2019

corbital

The rest of the corbital was ill gotten
A swob in the pestolence to come
An orange and apple survive the malaise
Conduct notwithstanding
Onions a listening shoe
Out for bad behavior
No motion yet, too soon to count
Board games bring cheer to the bored
Swaying from Jeopardy to The Price is Right
No need for styrofoam.  Underwear stinks
Raise the microphone do the math
We don't get out here free
The druthers wait. They're soul survivors
Even when songs get in the way they raft it
Just to see how the caves behave
Half a stone and a rudder
Too much for too little
How does it sway
Too long.  Pai Thai away
You know the song.  It's half a beer
Too far along.  A tap away
All around the table hits surprise
It's not for after
Each afternoon from waste to dry
Goes the digeridoo.  Hopping from one foot to the other
I'd find a trade but it's a bother
No need looking at your shoes
The cheese is out sock in another 
Too late to try.  You can always fan
Not enough to chew or swallow
What's math got to do with it
It ends as it starts
A corbital of strays
Trying to think straight
Try another

Denis Streeter.     12/7/19

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