soup

in this perky pool
of murky features  
and less than certain
deep distractions

something skipped 
or tripped
or maybe slipped
and was somehow pitched

out of time
or out of tune 
or simply
out of patience

our somewhat tired
and a little bedraggled 
compulsively 
clever being

let off some steam
mixed this and that
and created
stuff on the beach
 

leaving with
or maybe without
his or her 
best intentions

-dp-
11-11-14

 10-15-16- submitted Altadena Poetry Review