I’m putting on my blinders

turning off my blinkers

shutting down my headlights

no grander deeper thinker

 ↓

I’m settling for blander

deleting back to blanker

lockering my longing

quelling rooted hanker

↓

It must have been a blunder

to bellow flame inferno

the rumbling no thunder

the lightning just a Sterno.

©Karen Robiscoe