this is ’bout to be just ’bout
da best poem
you ever did see
soon as i get me muse awaked.
soon as I get these fingers shaked
just right, soon as the light slants
on the page, soon as i get these
wars all waged, these battles bouts
and byways gone. soon
as I spoon up something sweet
and sour my lips enough to slake
this thirst for words. soon, i’ll
scribble the greatest line of all
time and phrase my fears just so
and raise a toast to those who
know what time the moon might
rise. then we’ll all just dip our
feathers in and fly across this
ivory skin and fall and fall and
fall again until we’re back at square
one, where the best has just begun.
written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.