Kung Fu Blues Master

An easel begs me
for rain chalk

Scorpions don’t
live here, I say

Should I
bring you inside?

Rain chalk. I asked
for rain chalk, it says

And you should make
your poems less irritable

You don’t like a prophet of birds?
An idiot wind?

Try for more grassfire
less piston and steam

The smell of cooking
in a badly washed pan?


I stole that line

2 responses to “Kung Fu Blues Master

  1. Alan Shusterman

    Rain chalk? Scorpions? My head is spinning. Like them circus elephants.

    Liked by 1 person

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