Furniture Walking Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Developing new safe methods
for transporting a metaphysical
237 pound frame is my objective.

I called on Hecate and tried
for levitation but the key
code escapes me.

However, the cumulative effects
of Capitalism have born fruit.
I translate from place to place

almost without a walker
thanks to the galore furniture
surrounding me.

I rise slowly, just in case
my thoughts exceed
my counterclockwise black hole

sucking overcoming my balance
and voila I am where I am not
advised to be!

Of course my preferred place
is in front of the computer.
Second is the fulfillment

of my epicurean needs.
That involves leaning against
the inside corner of the kitchen

granite counters as it magnifies
my feeling of false safety.
Hey! It takes a Rock of Gibraltar

to restrain me from accidentally
tipping into the arms of Hercules.
Now were these arms not of Hera

but of Venus I'd settle real quick.

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Alex Nodopaka © Feb 2020