Steve
the stammers
the half-starts
the trying to gain control
it’s a jungle out there
and you’re leading the safari
only the animals run the show
the eyes shift
sweat dots the forehead
wets under the arms
and sooner or later
they’ll get you
unless you figure an angle
to get out
first
Gerry
the hawk is on patrol
moving down the aisles
up the racks
under the benches
sniffing for a lost shoe
that just won’t let go
there are thieves beating him
every time he turns his back
so he keeps whirling around suddenly
hoping to catch them
instead he looks like an overweight dancer
trying to recapture what was once his grace
but is now just his balance
there
buried deep
the treasures
of a heart
she rose naked
from the bed
the only light
a candle flickering
and there
that picture
burned forever
in my mind
the times
can drive one
to live
in a bubble
no pain sorrow
no horror
no anger
a false sense
of peace
& whatever happiness
one can find
between
someone’s thighs
he
more interested
in his phone
she
less interested
in him
not a romance
destined
for longevity
in my dreams
I am so much smarter
than awake
for in my dreams
I stopped dreaming
of you
you can’t keep
what doesn’t belong
to you
just let it
go
New York steak
medium rare
in Moda
for a street cat
and me
he passed
on mashed potatoes
and creamed spinach
just meat for him
and a rub
against my chair
as I sipped
Turkish coffee
pals
to the end
life
just never
comes out
as planned
therein lies
the wonder
Being Present for the Moment
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