Ho Hum Hems
by Scott Thomas Outlar
You can lick
my spent DNA
off the seventh rung
of the evolutionary ladder
Long coat, gray of whisker
the silver thread laced around
a pinky swear of progress
Rubber stamp the rite of passage
righteous tactile impoundment
concrete sweetheart, knock, knock
Promise the creed is sewn
with comfort and agile fingers
No needle spared
in the great yarning of life
Scott Thomas Outlar originally hails from just outside Atlanta, Georgia. He now resides and writes in Frederick, Maryland. His work has been nominated multiple times for both the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. He guest-edited the Hope Anthology of Poetry from CultureCult Press as well as the 2019-2023 Western Voices editions of Setu Mag. Selections of his poetry have been translated and published in 15 languages. More about Outlar's work can be found at 17Numa.com.
