Out Of It, Deeply

Burrowing 

Rodent can’t tell
Its shadow from a hole 

In the ground. 

 

 

Exeunt Anytime Now, Player

Have a heart, dear
Ham—the persona 

You so want the crowd
To lap up, keeps fleeing 

Through the riddled
Exit wounds  

Of a bleeding ticker. 

 

 

 

Huuklyeand Cinquor Critiques Gone4Ever© Miracle Painkiller For Poets

 

Patience,
It’ll be over
In a jiffy—

It only
Hurts so
Long as you 

Hold it in. 

 

 

Huuklyeand Cinquor On Artful Poetic Hubris

Striving to best 

What you already think
You do better than others,
You keep writing, trying 

For that elusive special something
Precious to say, never
Once thinking you should have 

Packed it in yesterday.

 

 

 

Variegated Equine Sequence

 

Like that pale
Horse that gallops through 

Our thoughts bringing us
A multicolored mane.