two brads only

he adored picking roses
but didn’t know how to love
40 watt pen
under 20 watt bulb


time screaming, “noise”
screaming “poise”
whispering silence
like lush potted plants
guarded by gnomes

friend speaks of
rooster chasing her…
chasing her printed floral dress

i laugh whole-heartedly
envisioning scene
the six-storey building
with all six stories intact

eventually all is gone
except life after script experiences
generating powerful contemporary ink
three-hole pages
two brads only, please
fresh tire marks in snow

by mary ann blinkhorn

brads are screenplay fasteners, the better ones made of brass

six events

event one
view petits pois
stored in kitchen cupboard
green-white label on “i can”

event two
remove butts and maybes
from nearby black ceramic receptacle

event three
ignore the watch
the botch
the blotch
the melting snow-sloshed sidewalks

event four
push pen forward
draw thick lines
assemble them to look like Will

event five
set scene
three bullies
big, bigger and greatest
all against Will
who unzips duffle bag
retrieves boxing gloves

event six
temporary essentials
have them smile
celebrate their greatness
revise cranky backstory

by mary ann blinkhorn