they say
life should be eaten
like an apple a day
one bite
one blink
one exasperating
turn of event
at a time
but I say
life is about
as appetizing
as a presidential
lame duck
as precious as
a rude child
and about as
easy to follow
as the directions
given by a stranger
in the strange land
I chose as
a vacation spot
but then just
when I think
I have existence
pegged
it pulls out all
the stops
and high kicks
like a
Radio City
Rockette
giving me
a glimpse
and who can
argue with that?
Ivan Jenson, USA
The Social Poet 
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