from where many came to be
in carefully clipped tones
I said
Well, Not Me!
this creative cloth that shrouds
my mind
is clear and unconfined
yet quite jesting in its kind
no other would willingly share
this mad dreamer's bolt
startlement convinces each
individual even theoretic thought
to jealously jolt
star entangled is she
the ever so enchanting and sweet
creativity
this once thought to be devil's spawn
spares no expense
and frightens all vanity for a fleeting
moment away
wrenching hands sweat for thoughts too
intense
as to these less than virtuous crowds of
verses I proudly play
music that is never heard
volumes of mentality gone undisturbed
just me and my magnificent angles
staring inward every which way
spouting literary ecstasy
that none too quietly crescendos
and somewhere in between
the poison that poses as an ordinary
pen punctuates yet another daring array
and the flashbulb only then from with in
feels some necessity to dim
the mind is alas
at a temporary stay....................
(April 19, 1995)