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The Fork to Come - Feb. 9, 2021

  • Gary Hunter
  • Feb 9, 2021
  • 1 min read

poetry delivered with a maniacal grin

exotic slurring and perverse lyrical leaps

might become a public nuisance

if a mob gathers to shout and clap

at the antics of such a person


part of me says

Dream job!


the other part knows

incarceration is a possibility


luckily I have a ways to go

before my career reaches

that fork in the road

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