Poetry:
Kat Cameron
VW Ramblings
Found poem on a VW bus
Check ego. Pay attention.
I’m diagonally parked in a parallel universe.
Where are we going? Jerome, Arizona.
Grow your own dope. I need the money.
No guts, no glory. Go for it. It’s the scenic route.
Why am I in this handbasket?
Don’t make me release the flying monkeys.
Bring back the wolf. Plant a man.
My family is a freak show. I refuse to grow up,
but I’m open to change. Elvis Presley died for your sins.
Sometimes I wake up grouchy. Other times I let him sleep.
We are all here because we are not all there. You can’t be first,
but you can be next. No one is ugly at 2 a.m.
Thanks for honking, now piss off.
No one died when Clinton lied. Question the answers.
Are we having fun yet? Every breath is a gift.
Have you runed your day yet?
Actions speak louder than bumper stickers.
Attitude makes the difference.
Kat Cameron is the author of Strange Labyrinth (2015). Her poetry, fiction, and book reviews have appeared in over fifty journals, including The Antigonish Review, The Fiddlehead, Grain, Forage, Prairie Fire, Room, and Forty Below: Volume 2. She teaches writing at Concordia University of Edmonton.
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