pondering posture



1.

click clack tick tack a

bric brac cadillac so

the sphinx was distinctly jinxed

when the power left the tower

now the hour’s flown the coop,

swooped through the loop

till we stooped to the hoop

and greenish grisly gray

faced yet another day.



ping pang pong pretend 	     pause

state the matter, stir the batter

hit the hammer, escape the slammer

chant to the cat, sing songs to the dog

rock em till they trip as if you were a log.



2.

i’m jumping off the ledge

in hope the water’s warm

giddy as boys on panty raids

scampering through the dorms-

but running after you, girl

like those morons who chase storms

blind as bats having cataract attacks

attracting facts, acting half tactfully

i’m primping prissing praying parlaying but

how do i bring this down 

without seeming like a hound?



with my words,  weaving webs of wishes

i am just beyond your reach, hiding behind paper-

let me			write			you.