Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
Our time was short
A feeding frenzy
Tangible tango time
Bountiful banquet
Beautiful mess
Of food and sex
In any order
With out border
A feast for every sense
Scents we could touch
Tastes we could feel
Visions we could smell
We spent each other well
so much delight for
the taking, yet so little
partaken today
me
1. Aurora: The sound a lion makes
2. Argument: Something to augment a supposition
3. Blessing: Opposite of messing
4. Smack: A cereal abuser
5. Embarrassment: The hills they put under railroad tracks
6. Prickle: A pickle that made poor life choices
7. Bloat: An inflatable raft
8. Coalition: A compressed energy source
9. Barrel: Run headstrong into a supposition
10. Zeal: What some folks do to their spuds and others don’t
It didn't cast a shadow
no matter how deeply dreamt
fuzzy round the edges
light source of diffusion
found serenity in the center
twixt parted pink curtains
clutched within silken walls
slippery from delusion
became my epitaph
after the last plunge
now I don't cast a shadow
the gift of silence
switching off outrage machine
not keeping score of
politicians and pundits
lighting their farts in public
As the sun comes up,
Temperatures go down
Fueling the ice water
Coursing through my veins
Even the heat of the moment
Won't warm my cold heart
Heavy curtains over windows
May be able to keep the cold out
But at the same time let no light in
To my little world of give and take
Not sure about this passion stuff
Seems the plaything of the martyr
Running from too tough to too rough
I'll stick with good old fashion fervor
Even that may be a bit off the cuff
Perhaps I'll just have a pint of ardor
Then retire when I've had enough
We met in a dream.
Seems the pleasure was all mine
Where are my manners?
Now that we are both awake
Back to our scheduled nightmare
There was an awkward shuffling
As the punch cards hit the floor
Reel to reel
Punch tapes
Cassette tapes
Rocking grooves of all sizes
Disks both floppy and hard
Cards
SSDs
A.I. drooled, guffawed, and snorted
“I’ll take this mess and get it sorted”
It’s ravenous maw gobbled ’em up
Three wise guys showed up
With former partner moaning
Rattling life chains
Fugetaboutit was first
Repast from the distant past
Then arrived Liveit
Or Livewithit in a blink
As an instant wink
Hovering in the doorway
Was you know who arriving
Imminent glory
Dontworryaboutit now
Pay for it later
Wide open to interpret
Past Present Future
Frizzle Frazzle Frumph
I think I've had just enough
Slicked back battle fur
Missing whiskers. Outcast stoop.
Back to the shadows again
A Scroll Threw Life 