All Tuned Up
The wires in my head
fizzle and pop hot sometimes
when I am intent,
thinking my way through
the dilemmas left near me
by fate's fickle threads
now that you have tuned
my heart up, surely twisting
all my stainless knobs.
September 17, 2010 8:59 AM
Where I was at four years ago, don't remember what my dilemma was then but now it is an elephant panicking in the back yard. All my knobs are twisted all right. Life is grand if you don't flinch.
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.