Too Big To Fail by Kristina Woodhill
Oh, Sandy
you are the real thing
the diva with no agenda
but to rail, rant,
explore your octaves
soaring, spinning topics aside
sea gulls and terns
swoop to your arias
sail inland only
to digest swallowing
whole your wailing
unedited commentary
You, Sandy
covering coastlines
contested
controversial
coerced
co-opted
you sweep away innuendo
wash down
boardwalks
of peg-legged crooks
raze wobbly tables
of years of cooked books
you cause the big voices
that must be heard
to fly their feeble coops
their staged tight fences flattened
like cardboard egg cartons
they claim nest new beginnings
You scramble us, Sandy,
every crack in our shells
revealed
10/28/2012
Posted on 10/28/2012 Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill
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