Open Prairie

the open prairie contains tales

of windfall and woe

of wind blast and snow

of acrylic countertop personalities

and paper tigers with sriracha voices

of hearts containing asphyxiated bluebirds

and heads asphyxiated in propane ovens

of evil men doing evil actions to placate

the rationalizations that live within

the metaphor called the heart tissue

tales of life, tales of death

tales of strife, tales of theft

tales of shirts getting holes

tales of kids without goals

tales of falling power poles

tales of plates and bowls

being shattered in disasters

big and incidents small

but the open prairie is not

the only place where the 

bagless vacuum cleaner 

becomes clogged with

the remnants of

human existence

the depressed chemistry teacher

may live on or off the reservation,

beneath or nowhere near the city

that switched the first letter of its

airport code to the second letter

of the alphabet

airspace ABQ, home to an aerial BBQ

seven-digit-seven, collision course unlucky

Mountain West, Flyover Middle, Coastal East

shirts fray and get covered in primer,

underwear once crotched become crotchless

due to the daily thigh-scraping called wear and tear

Presbyterian and atheist,

rock star or pud puller,

we are united under

the banner of story

tall or small, long or short,

the tales are plentiful

and finitely endless

no matter the characters we write with

no matter the radix we count with

humans are soap operas that become

soap after the spirit escape,

just ask Tyler Durden for verification

death cleanses and the memory remains

Reviews

[Joiedevivre]

very interesting viewpoint, this really made me think. You have framed your thoughts in evincing imagery.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you, Joie. I appreciate it!