We wanted something
more Pastoral
but ended up with
the Mother of Violence
singing Mr. Blue’s Theme
surrounded by the luminous
Lights of New York.
Nothing But Time,
we thought, Great.
No longer following
the tao, Stuff is Way
now, no sign today
or any time soon of
a True Original,
no glowing Blue Moon,
only a Dark Horse
lights the way.
michael jarmer 
popping neurons
~
my generation
referencing pop songs
no
satisfaction
~
call back
later next week
You’re the only reader ever to comment exclusively in verse. That’s pretty rocking. Here, let me put this another way:
You’re the only
reader ever
to comment
exclusively in
verse.
poets
never answer
directly
love this a lot Faith H
Yea! Thanks. Comments from Faith always make my day.