M’s Front

August 14, 2017 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on M’s Front

I put on my

red car

1 aXle

at a time

–just like everyone else–

swallow hard against

the echo of exhaust

coating my throat. . .

grey swimming up

iris–

a soup that’s

fin

free.

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992