mom's rule of aversion:
beards
+ alcohol
+ black vehicles
+ motorcycles
____________
evil-ends
sense 3/4 suspended
in my jackrabbit dive for the cedars
feet squelched mud
motorcycle slowing
heart racing
*facepalm*:
it's the pastor
rule, aka, her phobia
= my absurdity
world pushed back proportionally
2 comments:
I like that. We can never know what to expect, but our expectations sure can be a box around our world. A small one, at that!
yes, got to flatten some of those boxes to recyclable boxboard.
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