slacker

~

a key to her heart

was given i

by an obliging angel

i held the key high

it’s glint in the sun magnificent

& bright

~

a grimy ogre

snatched the key away

slithered into a hole in the ground

down which i cared not to go

~

i walk about

unforgiven forlorn

having been careless with

precious treasure

~

elvis bojangles

~

grounded

~

text copyright clyde collins 2016

art courtesy of

http://www.albrecht-durer.org

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