Happy Birthday, Patrick!
May magical music move like a wave of wind
through your cosmic conch shell
cherub-trumpeting elevational vibrations
above the smudge of the world!
It matters! More than rhyming historical villainy!
More than bedazzling technology!
We’re all in WAY over our heads! Always have been!
So what! Keep playing!
Salutingly!
Tom
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While the red sun set
we rushed over rocks to see
it sink in the sea
Roadway Motel dawn:
screaming man upstairs subsides—
pack the car and go!
Sipping zinfandel
while the hired help hauls away
our expensive junk
*
Cat wakes and charges
at the kibble tinkling in
a porcelain bowl
Enchanted evening—
mesmerized by the fireflies
sparkling in the woods
A woman while high
once described to me her work
in two words: “ANT FARM!”
*
From sunrise blazing
on a window—silhouette
of my skull talking
Fleeing a bleak dream—
I wake to hear her humming
sweetly in her sleep
As snow gusts and swirls
behind a drafty window
the cat never blinks
*
July 4th, 2022
Today is a day
of blossoming explosions—
Interdependence!
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