THE WANT

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JOURNAL#17

you were always the postulate one

with your bright and witty red herring rhymes

seeing not so much with your eyes

but with the sharper image of your marvelous mind

I was always envious of that you know

your letting no man beseech nor bind you with visions

of monogamous death and its more silent dreary

designs

after all, isn't it those who can not see at all

who are the first to ask that we please pull the

blinds

and the irresponsible darkness shadows our spirit

weary thoughts making even the most magnificent

madness seem tame for a time

still the meter of life as we all know runs much

too quickly out

but the trip-trip-tripping down that almost

predictable path of want makes all the difference

when its paced by rhyme

Poets are such consummate navigators.............

(Nov. 19,1997)






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