A Bad Feeling

 
She’s got a bad feeling about 
this calligraphic romantic diabolism,
all nerved up.

Squiggles and disambiguation,
exhibition of the lazy arts
with Tinkertoy rhythms
and obstructed harmonies.

She claims that there ain’t enough pieces of her 
to go around.

She doesn’t know that
everyday is anew, 
a state of constant arrival, 
another chance
for a belly laugh dawn.

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