day ONE THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY TWO

Promise Land

Greyhound bound

To Tupperware City

Light like liquid Zen

Wars time, tatters tight

As tight asses tie

Meat neat man to kine, kino

Contempt of course

Playing Plato’s barn

Blue bloods

Stabilize fish at 7

Mime the ma’am

Bamboo cathedrals

In wondrous disarray

Just outside real

Where the fat

Flee frantic

Fleece feed the poor

Competing EXIT signs

Dance specific disease

  Rude crude

  Plus tax

Bouncing Betty’s

Slouching Bethlehem belly

Slips on guilt

 & splinters.

--Steven B. Smith