With Silver

In the fireball-shadow darkness

A young pale mind is screaming –

Long and loud –

“Put me in the front; Continue reading

How Lucky ?

How lucky have I been ?

– And don’t I need to remind myself, today ? –

Of the times I rocked out loud with the Beast,

The quiet times with the trainer;

Bubbles of blue rock

Up my nose

Like street-cheap champagne …

How we discovered ourselves –

Jesters, peasants and monarchy –

Defined our limits;

Then with riotous intelligence

Destroyed and defied them;

Then when we danced those early

Hurry-up-and-wait times together.

9/4/2013