(John Everyman)

If the everyman
(John Everyman)
had a chance
to ring up a rhino,

he’d jump to toss
his neon disc
at the very late musicians,

somehow spitting out
his clunky rhythm
in charming four-quarter time

and lulling passing onlookers
with his feats
of determination.

Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children. View all posts by Aidan Badinger