going thru the ashes
modern day kids will never have this much fun
they’re too worrried about they
when they could be going thru the ashes
finding
she as
as she
he ass
he’s as
as he’s
from the ashes great empires will rule again
from the ashes whatever the quote is
and let me have her spout
and press it right against my mine
because what they don’t know is
love is accepting what comes from one’s spout
and sprachgefuhl is for
spelling birds and spelling bees
—-
I know it’s spelled sashay
has say I guess
but for this
I’m spelling it sashe
and when the floor is clear
I’m gonna sashe around by myself
and then I’m gonna sashe right over to her
take her by the hand
so we can sashe around together
—-
hand me the shovel
hand me the spade
the ground is turned
and when I think of harbors
I think of she
as she speaks of being safe here
A few more precious gems from the unknown Missed Connections poet of Flagstaff. These are all so great but the third is my favorite. It’s unlikely I’ll every know who the writer is, but I do hope they are in safe harbors somewhere.