Go To Stone Poem by James Onuska

The bending was no accident. I applaud the distance taken. Make it matter.
Knees deep. Every point constructed. Never a loss for words. Fly ship. The
Surface was scrubbed. I was far from easy going. Cursing. I'm far from the sides.
When the wait is ridiculous. Toe tapping. It is alright to get distracted. Set your
Sights on that. Pigs are going to fly tonight. I can scream. Fit well into the design.
Talk out. Why it matters. Keep it inside. Why meet the opposition. Trigger happy.
Why we miss him. It needs to be trimmed. Not any holiday. Make cake. Wage war. All points in between. My favorite target. Might be marginalized. That is the
Burning desire. Save a piece for me. Is it thrilling. Start off with a short edge. Bones before us. All of them starving. A wheel cage. You think I'm making it all up.
I'm not for this lung. The big dipper. What a show stopper. Play divine. Hold up a shield. Storms are passing. It is plausible. Keep it manageable. I have fish to fry. Draw the perfect course. I'm not nervous. It is convincing. Keep the short edge near. It doesn't matter. Marvel at. Go splat in the cross hairs. Makes perfect sense. Save up for it later. On the sled. I was led astray. Keep it clever. Heather was her name. all the same. Keep it thrilling. Swallow up the lake. Small details. Small potatoes. Within reason. Don't consume. Panic stricken. On the low end. Bend. Will skate. I see him mimicking. He is no king. Long melting. All hopes are dashed on the rocks. He was moxie. What a train ride. Courses before us. Must judge. Port side. Go riffing. Any point can become entangled. Might get the party
Off screaming. Meet me defense. In a defensive posture. Sticky points. I feel ornery. Live alone. Go to stone. Works wonderfully. Have a head to share.