The sting of the quirt
The essence of the quark
I'm no puny earthling to grovel at the sound of Dick Buckley's gravelly voice
It spins me around in my chair wicking away coffee smog
Dual speaker effect
Pours out throaty rasps of Burgundy to Camptown races overture
Concocting careening music mixes
Across the street the Radio Shack strobe light sweeps time to Sam Cooke's croon.
Meanwhile, the fifth Beatle races around the three mile super colliding track at Fermi Lab
Smashing into the horse George the painter got a tip on producing every damn chance in this universe.
Morning time 4:30 am
The fruit vendor rolls in from Michigan
He is setting up his stall
Breakfast time 8:00 am
The archway of the new library
A lady drops off a book
An apple is cored
The paper is read
Ben Beyerlein is a poet and artist, from the Chicago area, who has exhibited his work with the Awakenings Project and throughout the country. A past contributor to the Awakenings Review, Ben is an avid bicyclist aiming to ride cross-country some day. He lives with a schizoaffective disorder.