Friday, July 8, 2022

Michele McDannold

 rather than being accidental

 

pretty sure the best laid plans

mean nothing

to the sharpie

on your name tag

to the misfitting sweater

and the comes in a package underwear

you are chipped nail polish

broadcast-live

crucifixion

unfiltered by design

the seed of doubt

mother nature uses to

reclaim

the broken

but there is no clean break

there is only sleeping at the wheel

bent

a contortionist running metal

burns one thing for another

the shelves are stocked

with gas ovens

and bottomless drops

 

take your pick, kitten

your secret is safe

with me


Michele McDannold has organized poetry events and/or performed poetry with a bunch of unabashed free-thinkers across this great United States, most happily by roadtrip but sometimes by plane, train or coincidence.  She currently resides in Trinidad, Colorado and spends most of her time producing and publishing books, when she’s not out killing miles with her magical jeep.

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