so timing,
why then did you shoot me
for you are my princess-
or this a self inflicted wound
so I ask circumstance
who happens to be, to my left
after some contemplation
circumstance says ‘yes’
Tag: irony
‘that’s swell, clamshell’

the casual calamity of the common clamshell;
back in the day
an ashtray
an art project
finger-painted
adornments to elevate the rock garden
once whole with life
two halves are just a shell
of the former self
notes… sometimes I am whimsical but still philosophical …this would be one of those times, don’t deny your inner loki if you have one, care to indulge, just don’t extend to hurt, that’s all