Hello . . . this is Joe. Welcome to A Daily Drabble. Please add 100 words of prose or poetry as a comment on any date you want and in any order you want. Please reply on the drabbles you like. I'll moderate the comments at night, and they'll appear the next day. This is for everyone!
Step back and hold a circle around the sun. Don’t come undone. Don’t shun the fun. Take a trip to the coast where you’ll spend the most, and spend your mornings eating avocado on toast. Spend your lunch quaffing alcoholic punch, and spend your dinner as a casino winner. Some may think my many rhymes stink, but I sling a mighty lexicon. I’m full of verbal brawn. The old ladies say I’m a linguistic Don Juan. But I’d put the pen down, if I could find a town, where I could drink, stink, think, and hoodwink through the sea pink.
ReplyDeleteI don’t get it: I mean, I get the dock, but what hell goes on with this thing like an automated walkway at an airport. A walkway where one stands but does not walk: so American. So, so, so. Air escapes like ouzo out a tumbler. Joe, I had the grossest sea urchin in Greece. I wanted a boner like a line of Homer but instead got stuck with a cormorant fishing abandoned dactyls out my intestines. More than two decades ago, my brother and I ended-up at a beach with a discotheque. Greece. Boners. The bafflement of two foreigners.
ReplyDeleteThat is truly a great ending..."Greece. Boners. The bafflement of two foreigners."
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