Kiss-Off Kismet

I can riff that woe is me
to auto-tune an autobiography
And pencil whip my toy score high
to signify-I gots mine
In spite of

I can faux the daily flow
& manage my manners oh
just so and converse culture
both high and low, all the while
living backwards

I don’t take stock, I sell life short
while clipping coupons my kin
didn’t bank on, or drink through,
but… and thank goodness, chose
to abandon.

——-

—well that’s a self serving piece of crap,
but telling.

—– to make amends? well,  sorta that in mind.

r.douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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