Lifestyle * Literary
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Every man
needs a cane
and a German Shepherd
to ford the mind
and engage the maze
of any woman
single or married.
It doesn’t matter
which maze
which woman
as long as he
trundles on
when he marries
supports his children
grows old
and then rises
one hot morning
blinks in the ether
and asks himself
why did he marry
this maze
of a woman
only to find alas
she’s gone
An asian woman
Sits across from me
As an old school r and b
Song plays
They could’ve easily sang
About her
She walks around like
A living doll
As winter bares it
Face
but she sits undeterred
her lips are rose petals
as a doo-wop song now
serenades her
she is a ninja of
love
I drove through
three states,
sun in my eyes,
morning heat
on my cheek,
to get there
but one wish
wasn’t granted.
Jewels on the road
paved my way,
one to one
I followed,
dutiful, obedient,
in no rush
because there was time.
It was for me,
no one else,
noise surrounded me,
people stared, glared,
wondered aloud,
but my perfume
was condensed
to a single bottle.
Differences
took shape
in the clouds,
a Spanish armada
sailing for England,
guns loaded
for king and queen.
I had my own
ammunition,
questions and concerns
too numerous to ask.
In the blue sky
there is peace,
in the summer breeze
there is comfort,
in the soul of man
there are questions.
The next morning the lady says
take me out for breakfast
someplace I have never been
someplace I will never see again
unless you come back
and take me there again
an empty diner where the grill man
gives us sausage, bacon, eggs,
pours more coffee in our mugs.
That's the place I want to go forever.
So you come back tomorrow, hear?
and take me there again.