2014 #321

or wean off
general gluttony.
Tighten
the belt.
Toss maps
and plans.
Get acquainted
with benches. Apply
for a social scene.

Just like they say.
Keep the grip
at the ready.
Memorize layouts
of avenues.
Tumble into
the mire of the lie
there is yet forever
to play with. Sure.

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About Timmy the Scribbler

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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