My boss’s name is Insanity,
asking for the impossible.
Chaos my clients, unwilling and untamed.
Spending my days at the water trough
trying to force a horse to drink.
An impossible task unless the
horse’s name is Desire.
Spitting, kicking, biting, and fleeing.
Each one a dark horse racing
wildly away from the finish line.
Here is my Friday Flash 55, a story in exactly 55 words. If you’ve written one, be sure to let G-Man know!
Just for fun, the great horned owl in my pasture isn’t sitting in her nest any more. Instead, look who, who, who’s there!