A few images from the past week, whirlwind that it was, and I suppose this is a bit of an honorarium, a dedication to whom it may concern —
Shellacked, a perfect till-drunk:
A laminated mistake.
Past revenge, trained hostile joke:
A polished veneer trickster.
“It’s Canada’s Florida,”
he said. A small size sauna
bath to lap up bittersweet.
His sweat, flesh grudge flooded grand.
Spun out sanded ‘neath a ditch.
She landed him fast disposed.
Flit his eyes glossed never-roar.
Her revenge, tossed, from a pit, into a core.