Travis Laurence Naught

Pushkin Sonnet / Spokane Stanzas Continued

Your body’s lack may have been ever
So furthering but you prevail
By daily grit to push the lever—
Propels the roulette wheel to sail
Your chair’s unsisyphean rolling
Down sidewalks like a cop patrolling 
The beat for poets on the loose,
Some wild and caffeinated goose,
To conquer fear itself by sporting
Anxiety’s undouble down
With help from town to town to town
With lustful thoughts cavorting courting
Love’s trailing tall tales on the wheels
Of what a journaled virgin feels.