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One Hand Clapping

juggler

I am the It girl

in my reality

‘Walking red carpet

stained by infinite, launched tomatoes

(elbow-elbow, wrist-wrist-wrist)

in a vacuum

& vacuum-free,

the pile isn’t my problem

“booked’

as I am

time and again

and you know,

again

for stages in rooms

Standing Room Only

Grand

(i-ose)

constructs of the mind

wherein I retain utter creative control

–director, star & critic

I also pitch tomatoes.

©Karen Robiscoe