August

The
quiet bend
of earned praise
Heated parades
Sunshine lemonade
the surreptitious serenades
Of august nights

The obsession
With fractured light

A butterfly, born, broken free.

A song

Slipping down the tanned leg
Of a mountain
Feet green with
Canopy stilettos

The loquaciousness
Of cotton candied clouds
As they fall from the sky
Into a blue lime lake

The stillness
Of chaos
Caught in
The chill of
a late day wind

The sizzle of summer on
The skin of the bend
As summer leans forward
To kiss
Fall
In

Missed connection man to woman 2000

Hard heels
She peels
It grates
But it's an earful

He poises
White noise is
Hardcore but cheerful

Missed connection
Before the web expression
saw you at the Cinnabon
Checking your complexion

It was brown skinned
Reminiscent --old hollywood
wrote a letter to the editor
asked to find u
And he "pro'lly would"

Ten syllables
Diligent and elliptical
Brown skin twin
Magically mystical

Before he could chase you with the fever
You had faded into the ether
On the 68 bus you waved
In the back seater

Every now then he peeps ya
in the corner of his eye
thinkin'
that he seen ya

Been about ten
how time flies
But when he hits your street
He still drives by