turning it around
can produce
the greatest laughter
it can ef ef one
down a different path
skipping all the way
by mary ann blinkhorn
(ef ef equals fast forward)
turning it around
can produce
the greatest laughter
it can ef ef one
down a different path
skipping all the way
by mary ann blinkhorn
(ef ef equals fast forward)
i shall disperse
my pack rat tendencies
into a primary exterior
into a primary circle
let wet paper cups
leap onto dry napkins
awaiting peril
protecting one’s characters
solves nothing
by mary ann blinkhorn
honesty is not an illusion
or is it?
it’s a matter of perception, isn’t it
by mary ann blinkhorn
i’ve been to a place
where dripless candles
think like shining sculptures
angry foreheads
left behind
by mary ann blinkhorn
tie thick fog
to a chair
anchor the light
to paper
gems in a weighted pocket
make tender paperweights
by mary ann blinkhorn
i shake up the puzzle
smile
connect those pieces that awaken happiness
discard the rest
view the whole picture
constructed anew
pretend it’s not cardboard
by mary ann blinkhorn