Not Kansas

Glowing Kansas field at sunset

A Poem by Imgy

I was

I am

I will be

I want to be

I can be

I might be

Etcetera and so on …

The socks go on

Two bits 4 a dollar

The race

The chase

A wild hair,

A deep, long stare …

A howl,

A flick …

The glasses arrive

The trim is set

Plug it up

Make it run

Thumbs ablaze

Trying for a win

Everybody say cheese …

Put on your bowler hat and your wings

This isn’t Kansas anymore

What are your thoughts?