Strange bodies, celestial, cannot be contained by ropes, rules of this life unfamiliar and foreign.
How can you contain such concepts?
How do you adhere?
Floating bodies passing through a sea of ideas,
large open mouths tasting excellence.
Oh, this life has taken its toll.
Rickey Rivers Jr was born and raised in Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in Picaroon Poetry, Elephants Never, Marias at Sampaguitas, Crepe & Penn (among other publications). Twitter.com/storiesyoumight / https://storiesyoumightlike.wordpress.com/ His third mini collection of 3×3 poems is available now: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VDH6XG5