bowl filled with green
having not eaten in two days
and he
can't seem to slide
from the
hump of the desert
horse he
rides far too much
stacking bananas
in piles
sorting through
yellow and
green colors mixed
blue headed
men and women
arrive by
the bus load to this spot
consumers-all
they are
buy this, buy that, by the way
he is
hoping to whip
a ride off
the beaten path
and catch a
ray of hope on these
new
endeavors
he kicks the water
two or
three times
to
communicate with the dolphins
tricking
the fishermen
who think
they are tuna
and he eats
the sandwich with some
juice on
the side waiting
to see if
he can find the gift
napoleon
has left
his buried
treasure
he can't
seem to shake the beetle
right now
followed
the miser again yesterday
dirty
bastard must have found an escape hatch
somewhere
down the road
shiny silver polished once is now dull
does not
help the high wire balancing act
or his
bones from splitting apart
any luck
with the cat chase
or will dog
eat dog
and circle
and sleep again?
soon he
will be home
until then.
. .
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