lurking on the fringes
edging in on
cool kid conversation
trying to talk the talk
falling short
doesn’t measure up
shut the fuck up
walk the walk
order of operations
playing with parentheses
the p-lam delamed
razor sharp edge exposed
asymmetrical alliteration all
up in my face
what’s your excuse?
nice try fuck off
concentric circles
nesting neatly
three squares
the arrows know
jockey pulley teeth
honed throwing star sharp
over miles and miles
ground down
road grime infused
greases and oils
flat blade screwdriver
backward crank rotation
peels off a blueberry sized
gob of goo
roll between finger and thumb
before you chuck it
in the bucket
with a satisfying thud
Add Comment