"Thank You Sir, May I Have Another"

It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are... than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise. - Thoreau

following last night's acid rain

dawn was ushering in with an ankle sprain as it tried its best to ignore the pain

the air so thick this morning, you could wring it like a sponge

the sun was trying its best to burn through it

only adding sweaty fuel to an already uncomfortable fire

i asked myself why i was bothering to shower and get dressed only to perspire

but the situation was not entirely futile and dire

nearby, the river gurgled goo goos and gaa gaas as it drooled over its newfound albeit tarnished wealth

a menstrual flow without the cramps

licked, stuck and cancelled like old stamps

spilling over its muddy banks

another day here in a creepy, sleepy, old, mill town

no shortage of old, weathered, mortared bricks

having long since run out of new ideas for its tricks

at a loss for newfangled pranks

as it bends over and waits patiently for a new day's disciplining spanks

Author's Note

“The mason asks but a narrow shelf to spring his brick from; man requires only an infinitely narrower one to spring his arch of faith from.” - Thoreau

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Great descriptions and comparisons drawn in this. I enjoyed the read. F.

[butterfly]

"a menstrual flow without the cramps" is my favorite part. Another well written poem. i love it. Thanks for sharing.

[Pete]

lol. i had a feeling that line might stand out. thank you for reviewing.