beware
a current
an electric thought
transmitted
through miles of twisted wires

it’s meaning didn’t bend
though the endless web
did

a communicative feat
a message
in the raw
with no additional
entanglements
to confuse
the purity of the meaning

straight & forward

there are just
so many words
so many damn words
so many damn words used
that a coherent thought
is
lost
in a quagmire
that seems to suck
life out what once was
a beautiful day

perhaps
if placed in a blender
the

ok girls
it’s time
to take out the brooms
not to fly around the room
i’m not talking witches
i’m talking to all the bitches
my girlfriends galore

time’s a wasting
sweep the dust under the mat
put on a scarf
and maybe

thank god it’s friday
why
are you going to
wish away everyday
just to get here
and really what is so special
you have nothing new
on your plate
you forgot to make a date
with that wild thing
you were thinking
………………..