Broken Dream Gumbo

I'm upside down
Flip me over
No wait
Again
I liked it better
The other way
Around
Upside down and
Inside out
In the lost
And found box

All mixed up
Time and time
Again stirring 
My own pot
Of broken dream
Gumbo
With someone else's 
Spoon
And vice versa
While talking 
To the bird
That lives in
My beard

Passing time
Building wings
Of twigs and leaves
Held together
By the ear wax
Of Ballybogs
That always seem
To fail
In one way
Or another

The guardian angel
And little devil
Sitting on my shoulders
Pass a bottle
Back and forth
Laughing 
At my shortcomings
So the clown in me
Steals it
And we all end up
Drunk and naked
Dancing around 
A bonfire
Adding ingredients
To the gumbo

Β©James Dennis Casey IV

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