A song about an iPad can change your life.
Not in a hugely noticeable way.
First one I heard, so there’s that.
And the color is candy-pure
Imagination. Spring blooms.
Storm clouds foregrounding summer
Lightning down south somewhere.
And the beat is purple voodoo.
And the lyrics shake you up
Like a tumbler of Las Vegas
Dice, fresh and new and rattling
You right up until the toss off
And win. The poetry, even, remembers
The lure of the Gamble. The
Energy is micro-explosion after
Micro-explosion after micro-
Explosion. So there’s that, too.
And then, there’s this
Guy on the left.
Talk about voodoo—
Or two, please.
Ya. My soul’s dancing
More than usual.
And I hope this beat
Goes on and on.
(c)2022 by Sanguine Woods