Hello & Good-bye

by Cloyd Campfire



Sleep deprived

Down a canyon

Rocks big as skyscrapers

Giant faces peering down

Painted by man in the moon Indians

& the ancient code of



On the empty highway

The first week of  Spring

Tumbling down Oak Creek

The only thing alive

Is me

And the ghosts

They are saying

Something I don’t understand

Until a milk bottle

Come floatin’ across the pavement

Right at me

I stop it stop

We look at each other

I say, “What are you?”

Then, then it keeps going

T’is the most gourmet skunk

I’ve ever come across

Big pink eyes full of what I will never know

A silver toupee atop the head

Not to mention a tail

So beautiful it only come out

Under a full moon

The little critter leaves me with a little whiff of

gorgeous perfume


Copyright Clyde Collins 2016


About Rawclyde!

I have employed a few pen names throughout the years. Rawclyde with an exclamation mark (!) is the one too sticky to go away...
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