Just try and keep up
You slothsome and loathful pelicans
No way can you outrun a train
My cackling breath beating about your face
Is all you can hope for – or perhaps a sidelong
Shoulder glance filled with comtempt and achievement
But don’t give up – I need an audience to witness this
Astounding, devastating victory
Keith Kennedy is a Pushcart and Rhysling nominated poet working out of Vancouver. Find him on Twitter.
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