Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 04/21/21

Shit Walk

I have to go on my shit walk this morning

no caffeine in the house
no car to drive to the gas station

I’m a dangling turd
slumping down the road

in a medication haze,
my eyes filled with the powder of pills

the sun so bright
nothing but glare

traffic pushes me to the side of the street
I feel like blacktop

by the time I get to the gas station
I must really look like shit
that’s what the attendant tells me anyway

©2021 Daniel J. Flore III All rights reserved.

Daniel J. Flore III

Daniel J. Flore III’s writings have appeared in many publications. He is the author of 4 books of poetry from GenZ Publishing. The latest is titled Pink Marigold Rays.

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