So I am back

typing to myself

my leather boots

on a shelf

cans of soda lemonaide

Sunflower powered turbine solar aray

adorn my comment section

so I am back,

back to obscurity

Nestled anonymity

questioning clarity

clarifying my calamity

arbitrating pain

quantum explanatory reality

it’s not just a numbers game

so ante up or anti matter

driven by 11s and mastering goals

we are moving westbound

fettered and monastic souls

who’s watching the news tonight

from satellites of candy mountains

and golden ribbon bows

pinks my color

just say

one never knows

Thank you for reading my work and taking the time to view my art

as well your claps and comment.

lov

jen