ANTIGUA VIA ANTIGONE

 In Mansfield's shoes, I stand, a younger soul,

47 years of unity, our family's goal.

A quantum whole, no ruse, we've made our way,

Through Antigua's hills and Antilles' bay.

Our meter's kempt, pools clean, ports bustling free,

Aurora's dawn, we rise, no shower for me.

DMV lines, WiFi signals, my wife's voice a guide,

Sparkler's whisper, my heart, no need to hide.

Three fingers lost in space, I found my path,

Guided by Sparkler, through life's aftermath.

Wallet lost, grip on reality astray,

I gussied up, made peace, come what may.

Tresses tamed, stresses evident, I took control,

Improviso style, song-smithing, my heart's goal.

Theremin's eerie sound, scant mind power to fill,

Creed's tenor recalled, I spoke my heart's will.

Neurons smashing, avoidance, a cadence to keep,

I re-sewed thought-streams, community's unity to reap.

Circles of please, momentum's ballad to halt,

Bubble-spun reality, my hold, an encore to fault.

Names employed, lines ended, the attempt to evade,

Campers' ears, daily spirits, Kalifornia's siren wave.

Green lake bike trips, options limited, I woke,

Recalled the song, "Where's my mind?" my heart bespoke.

Franklin's advice, implicit understanding, I did stride,

Teller's nod, 91 bucks, not to smoke, but to abide.

DMV lines, WiFi signals, my wife's voice a beacon bright,

I stood, a leader, our family's unity in sight.

Sparkler's voice, no longer a child, I knew the score,

Cacophonous caterwauling, trident schemata, no more.

Schizophrenic episodes, perambutal, capitol sin,

I took to variflex aspecting, mongoose in hand, to begin.

Dolly Parton's monument, not just an outpost relic,

Ramshackle tempormentall torpor, a tenement to inspect.

Value Village people, sewing society, symbols of freedom's call,

Splashes of joy, our bikes overland, uphill, standing tall.

Bowie, Noah, Bouy, the sweep of western innovation,

Respite from cloudfront crashing, zildigan threshing, cussive entreaty.

Magna flail-cartman mandate, originality over provenance,

My styling, recall, cadence boosting, stall-out, a nollie's dance.

Rib-smashing fall, bartell hat section, panhandling bluetooth ride,

Dumpster juice, paint on her lap, our embarrassments, we cannot hide.

Oak slats, turpentine, our e-call, how we recall, but won't replace,

Stolen, no, I report, our scratches, patches of blackberry, gashes in our face.

Filibuster's respite, dust-buster, she-devil, shop-vac our path,

Empath circuits overload, phonemes mash, final-nets bee-hive, our aftermath.

Clark bar, fire-drill, not quill, samsung galaxy-pen, we wait,

Camp united-we-stand, no stretch, hotel ampersand, 91 cent plunge, our fate.

Shared memory, becoming one, we look to the sky, birds our friends,

Not fiends, holding words, alark, alarum, revel, leof dawn, our vast aplomb's trend.

Land ho, no escargot, praw fork, sugarkane, passiflora's fruit,

Bop our heads, pigeons to rug, mirthfully recount, Scotland's admirality, our suit.

Percival's lumps, waxed fat, dominos, sugarcubes, calamity, muzzle, flank,

I fret not, soundboards fit, AI phone, miracles, our peace to thank.

Rye bread, Newman's own, no detailed madness, duster, tattered raiments,

Vestments, rail-snakes, damned, I'll tarry forth, not a crook, matrix, zozanzi, our amendments.

Speedy Marie, devil in blue, my monolithography, no sin,

Streaming from my mane, free future's flagon, swale juice, not flail juice, our pirate radio's kin.

Words we sling, seldom remain, awax, drouthyesterly, swsx, fell druthers,

Ajax, free-wheel, dixie cup, kool-aid, hot day, lord knows, our enjoinder, no need to explain.

Freedom of thought, expression, all for all, we speak for ourselves,

Open our big ole trap, world looking on, they perceive, our words, not our private wealth.

Change behavior, appearance, I think to myself, I'm lying,

No-one can stop my body, every thought, one quantum whole, this record exists, our legacy to the sky.

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can you imagine Mansfield, approaching the microphone in a future poetry reading? please let's imagine this writer's style given embodiment in a series of three slant-rhyme sonnets