Off-Balanced Ort (Surreal) by richardlynnlivesay

She came with oyster earrings , solid feet and a desire for cuisine

The party was late and champagne was served onboard the train

Many decided to rest before the grand tour and watch old videos

The hounds were released

Howling never ceased

As I sampled oysters; a beast

The party moved into the pool at midnight which was the neighbors

But Sonia did a triple salchow with a reverse double dip off the board

The next morning the board convened and disqualified her from life

I cried in my carrots

Rejected both parrots

And adopted two ferrets

Sonia stirred the jalapenos into the tequila soaked squab omelet

And added a candy-apple day filled with the stickiness of peanut butter

Her book, “Rabbit Hoppers Parade” had just hit the NY best seller list

It was a zest for living

All was organic, no sieving

But alas there was no forgiving

(writers post-note)

Lightly scattered sunshine was predicted for my first birthday

But my parents left me at the fire department and went to a party

Later I grew up writing surreal poetry in France in the 1800’s

Existentially absurd machinations

With oraclely sensitive intuitions

Brought me surreal, acidic incantations