i thought from 50 on would be the joy of simple things
tomatoes, mowing the grass, slow walks,
breakfast with love and baseball at night
perfect through five
last night there were butterflies gorging on the lilac
fluttering like a sexy disney movie or a disney sex
perfect through six
armando on the mound up from the minors
the slider on and headed to a storybook ending
we were all writing the screen play
perfect through seven
it's hard to be consummate
for your slider to be a metaphor
for summer delight
for orange and blue to flutter off
the tip of your tongue
perfect through eight
today i was mowing the grass
near the lilac butterfly indulgence
the electric mower stop and i looked
for the disconnect
the dream unfolded and the lost love
from buffalo was sitting on the porch
plug in hand
perfect through nine
perfection
but the last out taken away
and no one was on the porch
just the wanting of life
to a the ride into the sunset