on yer garde

fading, fainter tiptoes come to listen

to my objectivity to my anonymity

and i sat third person to myself

as i took life in the back seat

heard her stories, but barely

feigned fascination with the rest of it

and our zig zaggier moments

were laughing at the Stooges when everything went south

so i was dawn screaming for dusk

and i last remember

where the sun settled simply wasn't footprint

it's real spectacular

if you don't look at the guide pins and i

came unqualified, i

came more amplified than sought out

like i had maybe a better idea

this morning has never been my friend

this is my love note to anything wrong with everything

we understand each other

Reviews

[Christie Moses]

Your descriptions are very mesmerizing. I remember you from starlite :)