Wednesday, October 19, 2022

pickle barrel - today's poem

pickle barrel

 

brine cumber cuber seedsmore

sharp system stave

rationally reified unusual usuals

float forever jar retraction

I am a man wandering in to buy

realms of pickles the stars of which

fabricate smiling Czechoslovakian

sandwich blue plate specialities

down home not loose enough

to remember bright greenery

via pickle juice transparent hands

flown like birds down into green air

snack and tartar sauce garnished

in Friday night fish fry apogees

 

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