over here at this table,
we talk …. we communicate
words, sentences, thoughts, feelings ….
or no comprendez vouski ?
friendship formed perhaps
along the shorelines
or does it all just turn to ash ?
don’t want to fuck with your head,
wanna blow your mind
do not search,
and you will not find
expansion is something
to look forward to ….
reluctance and fear
can make one go poo poo.
is there any toilet paper left ?
there is a novel to be written here,
midnight moon come a howling
so went outside to find out
what the commotion was all about ….
heard bed springs bouncing back and forth
as the night was indeed in full flight,
came back inside where my intimate stranger
yet very close companion of the moment winked
and i winked back ….
all the rest of what happened is secretly filed
under the heading “Fourth Of July”
anytime of year