gentle habit so utterly consumed
by the passions of the age
swiftly route out your favorite victory
for the crowds of the mind anxiously await
your crowning montage of word rage
as yet to be bestowed upon
their pious heads
ah, come hither ye who claims to be the
fondest barker
take up your petulant peeve and plight with me
for I welcome such as is
the covet of thine challenge
as mental risk is but a mere impunity
to this servant's worthy saber dabbed in a
satirist's ink
of this cup of just such cauldroned muse
others are allowed but one small sip
to be savored though at a later time
like wine upon the tongue and lip
a striking match from which to light the
windows through which you think
come to me
and for my future ledger's entrance
allowest thee and me together for but one
last creative drink
ice, how it so lovingly burns like fire upon
the throats of thy co conspirator's
I say tonight
we shall consume our before squandered differences
with nary even a shot pacer's blink
so lead even further on McDuff!
for greatness awaits
and from her future shadows
we mustn't shrink
so come gallop your pace.................
(July 25, 1996)