5: warm welcome, a kind beginning begun ___________________________________
it is a bit of a shock, the world of words more often swallows & surrounds you up between walls of impenetrable silence
you actually read me, heard me, even fed me! they taught me/us to diagram our sentences into its component parts, like a car going to an auto body shop,
***, my car needed a muffler but instead I was given a new horn, and I’m in an empty Walmart parking lot, unsurrounded, and leaning on the horn, making a fireworks celebration of one sound, and your warm welcome, kind welcome, to a visitor to this new planet, astonishes & astounds, for it seems we speak the sane/same language, how can this be???
Is smiling a word on this planet?
thank you all for taking the time to read my poems