#dispatch
this my common sensical approach
of writing, once done, to you dispatched,
never to look upon its face again,
though I reserve the right of refresh,
to tinker with a stinker, or caress a best,
adjusting a word, repairing the typos,
unless you invite my attention back
to it, to you, and we become fellow travelers
a comment, a message, a provocation to
the six senses, will catch my attention,
and even simplest "tku", will be bent
your way, most ofter accompanied by
the genuine natural diamond of affection
let them age gracefully, in peace and quiet,
that I myself so rarely enjoyed in this rough~
tumbled days of my life, these pieces of me,
do intimate, it sometimes shocks me, this,
my commitment, to give you my privates:
thought desires tears wishes, curettes, dreams,
of my body & soul
and even my awful rhyming schemes
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 11:12 AM UTC
There once was a munchkin from Oz
Named Phineas Entwhistle Boz.
The Lollipop Guild
Had Phineas killed:
Their reason, they said, was, "Becoz."
Jun 7, 2025
Jun 7, 2025 at 6:44 AM UTC