when travelin’ far

start where you are

the surest way to get there,

since middlin’ ground

is only found

if you don’t just sit there.

so take that step

in time—take two

and focus where you’re going,

don’t cast about

en route, in doubt

targeting is knowing.

the game is aim

direction—dice

tenacity your tool,

with heart and soul

you’ll reach your goal

with right intent as rule.

I left

my notes for so long

–I lost them

wadded Post its

went missing,
 
 
 
graffiti’ed gum wrappers

got tossed,

recordings remained unheard,

and the back of hands

–washed without reference

the grit of urban scrawl

obscuring the wanderers

who lacked ingress

and floundered in the

Great Known

–an unknown knows nothing of

the nature of maps,

–unknown unmapped

the wisdom of asking directions,

–unknown ungrounded

the foresight of itinerary,

–unknown unpenned

and grasping that threads

need fingers

to complete loops

(bows & lassos)

I wove what stragglers

endured–

refuting

a concrete existence.

Me, Myself & Evil I,

Alternate as succubi

And since we are a succubus,

It’s better you not f**k with us.

I made

a goose face

–which was

entirely

foos-ball

(on account)

accounta the

FAQ

–asked sooOOOooo frequently

I needed

(needed!)

to honk

honk & Biggs

(toos)

–since I loved—

(jay-sus)

metaphors

are so fake

they’re always

putting on the dog, &

oh my God, they do!

similes

are just copycats

(like, metaphorically speaking)

and analogies

allude–

too dodgy to say what

they’re really about

circling foliage instead

parallel fencing, they keep most meaning out

trees garden-fresh, though!

(en garde)

and allegories

are just pets

something that

stroke-stroke-strokes

facts

into half a façade

which partial stories,

house medallion-wearing

tenets

whose accent

obscure

things too difficult to say. . .

a Cath’a’holic,

I crave my Christian fix

(massive opiates)

the cross on my back

(blood-thirsty)

so burdensome,

and the Eucharist

so stingy—

(genuflect as needed)

–it’s crackers!

(I wine)

crackers—

save

holey Jeez…