A Nod Here And There

Days

Stop at the crest of hump day
to survey the majesty of a week half-done

flesh responds to the air’s gentle nudges
is this the right direction?

Fancy yourself a handsome cut piece of glass
on the Bureau of your lover’s heart

dismiss the idea – there’s more than one way
to skin a cat – flee to the next world

when will happiness make sense on a Wednesday?
Feels wonderful saying it, though

all that stomach effort to form a word
that takes the wind out of our sails
and puts it to
our
backs

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Lord Bison

Jazz-soaked spirit running circles around despair...or something like that. Really. Lover of words, lover of being in worlds free...just...free. New Yorker, artist, Virgo besieged by airhead tendencies akin to Libra moves. Bronx is home base. Began an obsession with writing at seven and twenty-odd years hence, still at it. Enjoy/love/hate/be bored/appreciate to your heart's content. Or something like that. http://www.lbisonartist.com

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