levity in brevity 1: two boots and a bathroom
Because two-steppin’ spins are highfalutin…
words. music.
Because two-steppin’ spins are highfalutin…
There’s a numbness in your sadness…
I’ve heard some say, ‘reason reigns.’
Inevitably, Pain and Love are banded…
An ache the late season achieves.
I am poetry.
Somber are the tones of the porch-chime…
When I was Icarus on a banana-seat Schwinn…
Life is an esplanade…
So were the halves of one homeless man…
He sighed, “Unwelcome, yes, but I had to come…To beg of you your private shoulder…”
Hope has no mark missed more markedly…
Give in? They say don’t. And I won’t…
…it’s okay for my heart to have a few irreconcilable differences with my mind…
To decipher the whispering hieroglyphs hung…
The slow drift of sea can sink in sorrow the very heart of man…
















