or tall…
you always seem distracted
by tall
average and heartless
and weighing in at 5’10”
not much of
a distraction
in this night’s sea
red sky at morning
brings one to Wisconsin
and its promise of cheddar
cheesecake
I’m not a traditional
meateater
and yet neither is there an orchid
blooming where the memory
of her eyes
once were
you spell it out
like a speak and spell
blunt but easily stopped
by a tug of a string
the kindest interpretation
that money can shy away from
on a late Thursday night.
I remember arriving here
waiting for you
receiving your entourage
instead of my smile
instead of a semblance of grace
grace
just a word in a dictionary
or a Gideon’s bible
judge not
lest ye be forgotten
or worse yet
called
for the sake
of create
tivity
let’s blow this popsicle stand
© Tom Watters 3/9/08