citation blues

the agent pauses mid-stride on his trek
towards the shade-shrouded stoop where lies
bloom as multicolored caricatures
complete with feet that leave waddle prints
and the agent while in his pause took
the time to give his head a nonchalant
scratch; though due to no itch but due to ink
a couple gators made blue smear on the pine path
and the shade-shrouded liars slap knees and laugh

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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