R L (“Right Lane”) Cadillac strings words together—more or less poetry, some very short fiction–to allow breathing space in my old encumbered brain. If it entertains or otherwise prompts a response, maybe that’s good—BUT I don’t accept blog awards.
And if the writing seems vaguely familiar, don’t be concerned:
Scourge of Internet
Suspicions may trickle ‘mid
Takes another hit
Drawn lace curtains ~ no malice,
Nor crazed agenda.
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