Random Word Poem # (random number here)

Good flaming beginning…

hot off the presses, collar, griddle…

food for thought?

Maybe.

Cosmic glue holding the whole

thing together?

You wish…

how could you ever know?

If uncertainty wasn’t built in,

there wouldn’t be so much belief.

“I believe.”

“Can’t you do better than that?”

Houseguests on a life boat…

what does it take…an earthquake, 

plane crash, the second World War?

If you lived here, 

you’d be awake by now.

You see,

you always have to have three,

that’s why there’s a moon…

that’s why they believe in God…

it seems chaos has order…

and art is the decoder.