Gig and a Pancake

Gig in an hour-ish. I should go, because I have John’s folder and he’s freaking.

Wrote a poem. It’s twisty.


has turned the subtle into gauzy
understanding my perception
would bring nothing but release

But fear of the strange
of time and tradition
will make dreams that I have
of taking a taste
(of a something that maybe
should not go to waste)
– this will twist
fading mysteries
and warm sharp intensities
into tawdry insanities
held by the unchaste

So I will be vague
… vague as a chord
changes its third at its whim
It’s not meant to do this
It should follow the rules
But obsession itself is my lover
and I remain one of its fools

Gig and a Pancake

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