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Stupid Kite

Run!

Fly!

 

 

A dollar deal

fun for all ages

cartoon wood owl

fights flight,

forsakes ascension,

lingers shallow sky

like a feral flag.

 

Black disc eyes

startle,

scorn,

rattle plastic sockets.

 

Faster!

Higher!

 

Painted plumage surges

fast ripples that

shiver synthetic feathers

and crinkle wind.

 

 

Orange streamers whip,

kink,

furl

and twist like crooked ribbons

 

 

Out of breath!

Out of shape!

 

Oiled families point

and laugh,

my stepdaughter blushes,

 

I gallop like a madman

barefoot,

splash over seashells

and crab holes,

 

dragging a stubborn symbol

of childhood,

I cannot wrangle

or tame.

 

The leash has snapped!

My body fails!

 

Broken nylon falls

like tangled web,

frail,

flimsy ,

my handful of slack

spills like silk

when i trip in sea ****

and accept this refusal

knowing we share

the same fates,

 

crashing into white sand

bruised, tired,

a folly for sunny strangers.

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nicolas-huerta
American
Published
Jun 18, 2013
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