The Fool

I can find my car in the parking lot by the way
the back window is spotted from my past.

To pass time I read the fine print of oysters
and watch out for pyramid schemes.

Once I got lost trying to acquire
kitty litter in WalMart.

It took two days and night vision
to get out of there.

I never buy what I can hold.
The other day I wanted to do something fun.

I wore a bicycle helmet on the airplane.
A little girl laughed.


About Lenore Weiss

Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
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One Response to The Fool

  1. Enjoyed reading through this, very good stuff, thankyou . “Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish.” by Euripides.

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