Seventy-Eight Pick Up

When he turned fifty-two

And I’m gonna do it too

Gimme time

He threw

The whole deck into the air

Felt them rain down everywhere

I’m just picking up cards I like

North of fifty

Life is sweeter

I’m awake

I’m doing the Tarrot

After blowing out the candles

On my cake

Tulsa Public Art

Malarquist

I met a man

So full of malarkey

Overflowing with smokey irony

Bantering, swordplay poetry

Dawning dance moves, magic

Floating on hilarity