lucky

if there was no you
then i'd probably forget
what it means to play

if i hadn't decided to walk you home
night in the summer steam city
how i had meant
to walk the seven blocks
but got sidetracked
in a menagerie garden
of youth
that turned to an odyssey
of life

there's no turning back or round
it all comes raining in races
to the next marker
post in the course
decaying
wrinkling
expiration

it's a trick of the light
that dances and flirts
makes beautiful hearts
monsters
chase the unending parade
things to do
to the cold
worm box
in the ground

tonight i dance
with a sweet image
overlaid stuff more flighty
unstable
transient
nectar rich
open

impotent
cornered in small paralysis
cowardice
it were ever the song
lightly tripping
the principle of song
essential you
without which
nothing

somewhere in the emerging
splendor crescendo
erect and resplendent
opening appearance
the line we hold
with disobedient arms
and tear infused
surrender smiles
a catholic love forms
binding material to
immaterial blood
pure clear power
miraculous
and not so
just the last thing
to do

there may be too few
gallops left in this dash
to properly celebrate
the love that bellows
volcanic like
if the chest of every friend
stranger
enemy
om tonight
may it mark
the spark
the kick
to finish
in love