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Keyboard
I bought a Jumanji keyboard
It is my portal to another sandbox
where I am in control, I was told
just as long as I’m not an idiot
and loose my idiosyncratic lives
The portal people gave me a few
extra
Use them or loose them
I was told
I bought into their idea
while at their strange brownie bakery
inside the looking glass
at the freelance hooker hangout.
Its always best to be in a separate sandbox
I thought
when you start shoving your shovel
In to other critters dopamine receptors
Because there is where the woke
understand that I am in charge of
my life
There is where their life belongs to me
It is my portal to another sandbox
where I am in control, I was told
just as long as I’m not an idiot
and loose my idiosyncratic lives
The portal people gave me a few
extra
Use them or loose them
I was told
I bought into their idea
while at their strange brownie bakery
inside the looking glass
at the freelance hooker hangout.
Its always best to be in a separate sandbox
I thought
when you start shoving your shovel
In to other critters dopamine receptors
Because there is where the woke
understand that I am in charge of
my life
There is where their life belongs to me
Published 24th Jan 2025
Author's Note
The first line came rolling straight at me, verbatim. That’s all I had when I got to the keyboard, then the words grabbed the steering wheel, so I was clueless where we were going. That’s always the best ride. It just keeps rolling down the road until you get there. As much as lies within me, I kept my over-thinking little editing fingers the hell away from this one.
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