Friday, August 26, 2022


Sufrd minimalism 4
Over a yar (kild a bar)

Near real-time was the 
Best I could hope 4.

Slept like a goddam bedridden chandelier.
Combed my hair with a fucking recliner.

Scratched my ass with a baseball cap.
Hit the streets in unauthorized footwear.

Was it bitchin because I didn’t die?
Or was it bitchin because I almost did?

Now I am multidisciplinary and multifaceted.
The hard bop idiom remains my practice.

Joie di vivre ain’t the only rock boring tool 
I bring to the mattress.

© 2022 Randy Stark
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