beat them down with defiance

Beat Them Down with Defiance

I dream of
creamy defiance
instant recall
buried evidence.


Right under
your nose:


Bushel baskets
of grief
a man
with a
golden arm
an animal
the size
of a
cupcake
with three
blue eyes
&
red hair.


Draw your
own conclusions.


I put
up a
shingle
free advice
got audited
& auditioned
gave an
interview
on a
smart phone.


My picture
was everywhere
& then
I wandered
into Mexico
on a
skate board.


Try as
they might
they couldn’t
make heads
or tails
of me.

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