It’s my unrelenting plan
to escape to the future
at any time now, to a time
where the ones greeting me
want only to offer the knowledge
and dynamics of their era.
We’re all quite familiar with that little bit of
science fiction by now–the storied
advanced civilization that doesn’t so much mind
a past-person stumbling upon their developments.
Ya see, these folks would require
astute pupils for their lessons
in temporal psychology, so
if an intuitive person
were to find themselves ensconced
in such an environment,
these lovely future guardians
would instinctively root out
the nature of said snoop’s intentions–
not to mention their accent
or parlance of the time
they oh so unwittingly represent.
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Drawing composed August, 2019–
rollerball pen and dry erase marker on printer paper
I’ve undergone a selection process with my drawings! It’s about time that I get the good ones out into the world. I’m hoping to keep sharing these fun little morsels with you while I compile my portfolio of more involved pieces.
Thanks for reading, I’ve always enjoyed sharing.
Boron is an element
of surprise
(to me at least).
Take a caper and toss it
into the lake, and
what do you get? Litter.
Stitch together
a frame of bumblebee polish
to hyphenate round regret
in perpetuity (for posterity).
Jimbo is a very old soul,
but chooses not to show
the beatings he’s endured
just to come back
and take them again.
He’s more enlightened than that.
WHARVED 