Time is not my servant

Time is not my servant
but my camera.

It records my outfit of the day
my shoes and socks

my chosen menu
and nutritional delights.

my creative ideas
and works of art:
cartoons (framed and free)
(still and animated).

time is not a caricature
but a robot.
it marches
never morphs.

I flow
dance and whirl around through the minutes
flying static
on the face of time.

it is not my servant, but a camera
of my human path to divinity
every day
every minute, every nano second
prickles in the snow!


Male Pattern Blindness


Don in his batman glasses

Can’t see the stains on the runner on stairs

Or dried drops on kitchen and counters;

Can’t smell the barbeque sauce  in trashcan

Or spills on the white wall behind.

Fantasies, warriors, scantily clad

Cartoons and photos and videos pink;

On these I can focus mid rumpus and riot

No blindness where breath takes wing!

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