THE DUCK STORY

 

It’s not what you think

i don’t know what you’re thinking 

but the duck story

is about the desert

it wasn’t the desert

but gosh the ice cream was good there

i was making a sandwich in the dark

and off in the distance the bathers

bathing, coyotes and rattlesnakes

guarding their poison

waiting for their guests to arrive

out in the quiet desert

the bathers arrive on mushrooms

the wolves lay out platters of 

deviled eggs and bowls of pretzels

(and remember, everything has been poisoned)

the silvery rock in the sky which 

ironically was meant to keep me grounded

the party lights the to-do-list

“forget it buddy”

Remember, i don’t know what you 

think the duck story is