First blog post

no ability to
coalesce
coelacanth
how random is
that
something from
an ancient slurpee cup
thought long
extinct
fresnelographic discs
suspended midair
fogs of pogs
pollywog ponds
circulating
disused irons
and creosotic splinters
bars
handlebars
sissy bars
crowbars
certainly not
singles bars
monkey bars
monkey wrench
gut wrench
mister goodwrench
mister goodbar
wonder if
anybody ever
found him
better still
why didn’t
anyone just
look for
mister greatwrench
never settle for less
unless
it’s yourself
we do it
all the time
some try
until tired
some tire
of trying
meandering
in some
non specific
way
vomiting vagaries
onto whatever
surface is
handy
even people
giving them up
willingly
is hard
sometimes
keeping them
locked away
is often more
comfortable
not always
convenient
creates
complications
good thing they
can’t press charges