It must be poetry month,
I saw a grackle eating a potato chip
a squirrel watching a newt dance under a log
a fat feral cat fidgeting under a pigeon
a tree gripping the wind title with a broken branch
an awkward skinny kid in a volkswagon bug beeping at a girl
a stature of Geezus dressed in a hawaiian shirt
a man in a “Fabreeze” shirt smoking a stogie
a deer staring at the headlights of an old lady in a buick
a young boy with one leg catching a fish with one leg
a totem pole with my face on it
Elvis on a unicycle
a lady crying by her father’s grave
planting chrysanthemums