i am here
waiting for you
like fall before your eyes
and the words –
i don’t know
where they come from
they just spill out
as if there’s an antenna
buried in my head
picking up thoughts
of better people
in far off times;
snippets of excellence
mixed with flotsam

and i want to meet the people
whose words pour forth
to thank them for
a beautiful insanity
that makes the days cycle past