YOU ARE IN THE HEADLINES TONIGHT

but this news is different
Ah, the nudging difference
is your existence,
a Jeff Buckley song
insisting to happen
waiting to soar
from the currents of Wolf River Harbor,
lingers like a disconcerted
’97 editorial rant of a possible suicide

minor chords rang like a homily
the tapping of rain, a revolution
but you don't read the papers
nor mix poetry in your cocktail

my desire to see you dance
in my finger
without the need for assumptions
remains a eulogy
for a future obituary notice

to soar
to happen

the headline tomorrow will read:

      "you seem content to be the ache than the cure"




(June 25, 2012)