I COME LIMPING HOME
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
There’s a Rock on The Side of The Road
in Barrington where I shop
It has a Mentalist Red John
which I badly want to deflect
with Silver Star Rays
& maybe Red Dots
–
but on this windy Sunday Morning
as I drive on My Mission
I see a Police Car
coming through The Intersection
of Highway 3 & The Causeway
I turn around
I come home
leaving My Cans of Silver & Red
rattling around on the floor
of My Escape
Clever! However with the police around (so early on a Sunday?) probably as well to wait and get up earlier. I agree that rock is crying out for something more hopeful.