press play-practice-play

yeah you need more speed
when that rose teases,
sneaks, just looking nosy,
ten times and the critters

may spread crow toe
worse than what an old
grizzled sea eagle
will when killing pieces

of obsolete time
and keeping simultaneous
beady eye on the oblivious
acting like they don’t believe

in the value of the library’s
librarian, because few
bother with paper
anymore so the benches

would be the best location
for practice and play at
speedier, wittier,
replies to busybodies


About come to timmy

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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