I am
an Evolutionist.
In my next life
I want to be
a barn swallow
a percussionist
in the cerulean symphony
wings pounding wind
day into night
day into night
***
ROUND ONE
Between the Catholic
and the Karma Bum
She
called me
a Devil Worshipper
and I called her
an Alarmist
***
I was married once.
It was a home/work assignment.
A lesson.
A lab.
A study
- of sorts -
A series of experiments
weighing the comparable
viscosity
of vital
fluids
That of sweat
blood and saline
secretions
the principle export
of misty-eyed
mucosa.
I was married once.
It was a homework assignment.
A partnered lab.
We failed
miserably.
About the Creator
Haze Medley
Haze Medley is an artist/illustrator/designer-poet from Nashville, Tennessee, where she lives with her husband, Mark, and her penguin, Laramae.
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