Nouveau Loose Of Caboose And Off Track Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Unmistakable truths,
Are cropping up like pop tarts...
To munch on like a snack,
These days.

Wisecracking 'misfits',
Are more than welcomed...
To join in with the foray.
Displayed on any corner in view.

It seems as if a major shift in consciousness,
Has upon us arrived.
And people are scambling to identify,
With something tangible that is recognizable.
Like...
Those various versions of normalcy,
And...
The rarely used common sense.

Unmistakable truths,
Are cropping up like pop tarts...
To munch on like a snack,
These days.

Wisecracking 'misfits',
Are more than welcomed...
To join in with the foray.
Displayed on any corner in view.

And the nouveau riche,
Find themselves joining forces with those poor.
Since all are welcomed through these doors...
These days.
And in these times we live.

It seems as if a major shift in consciousness,
Has upon us arrived.
And people are scambling to identify,
With something tangible that is recognizable.
These days.

Like the absence of delicious gossip.
You know...?
The kind that baits magnetic ears,
Closer to listen!

We 'must' christen these days,
And the people crazed in dazed amazement:
Nouveau Loose of Caboose and Off Track!