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Dar haint enuf chock cake
Ice cream ner gran marneha
to get me to stop missing you
The sweetness of just you is just
Too much to bear for just one day.

Dar haint enuf ours
Yours and all odat
To get me next to you
The empty of whar you was still is
Too cold for coals to make hat

So gib me more odat
Crimson glasses of some vine cold
To close all mine eyes on you
Perchance to dream of a new one else
To love befo I’m git old

Eyes So Green and Plumage Rich Blue

Seeking the answer
At the door of your distain;
Turning away full empty
And all alone yet again.
The minor chords
Shuffle across the page:
Is there that heart of gold
For one of my age?
Pan Wren, Pan Wren
Take me to your nest.
Pan Wren, Pan Wren
Take me at your best.
Love in the pre-active;
Gazes of stillborn glee;
2014—a million years away.
You and I were to become we.
Record heat in October;
Your heart in deep freeze.
My lady glances away
And I get up off my knees.
Pan Wren, Pan Wren
Take me to your nest.
Pan Wren, Pan Wren
Take me at your best.
Left to wishing you well;
Ill-content with memories few.
Fly strong, Pan Wren,
Eyes so green and plumage rich blue.

Sweet Potato Praline 71

Insinuating bubbles emanated from the scuppered dragon
A fool’s bargain of untendered origin led us to just here
A poet’s lazily pulled rhymes flailed aloof on page one
A new path was desired, that much was perfectly clear

Could you loan me your smile since you’re not using it
Since my mood is lost in translation or nixed in transit

The meme of my distant daughter swears I haven’t Alzheimer’s
My phytonutrients seek softened skins and perplexity
Slices of hard orange sweet potato seek out boiling waters
But speeling is an acquired taste, marble at my dyslexity

Would you loan me your arms since you’re not using them
I’ve this tightness that rattles along with this morning’s phlegm

Heading happy back eastward on a defogged highway 71
Pralines and tourist cup delivered recorded on every tablet mile
But the aimless poet still cannot get off the floor of page one
Freezing rain means we’ll all meet here for quite a while

Could you loan me your eyes since you insist on not seeing
My arms and smile reaching for my most favorite human being