by A.J. Huffman
dangling above me, the proverbial carrot
in electric sheep garb, I am shocked
by the magnitude of its shine. Hypnotized,
I cannot sway my gaze. I am caught
in its sizzle. I am blind
to its b[l]otched guidance. It pulls
me in semi-lullabic circles, as I parrot
its rotary uselessness, cling desperately to the strings
of foolish belief that this much chaos can
actually breed revitalizing tonations of zzzzzz’s.
A. J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has previously published six collections of poetry, all available on Amazon. Her work has also been published in numerous national and international literary journals. She is the editor for six online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press. Additional information about her and links to her work are on her Facebook and Twitter pages.