What can I say, Reg?
You are an impact wrench
You say the darndest things
There is no hiccup there,
No dime store novelty
(I read…then read it to her. I smile still, Maya smiled before sleeping.
Not sure who the far out bull rider is, ..her ..me; …think I’m more the
Chaps, the gloves, the rope that holds no remedy, the vigilant clown.)
Maybe antigravity is what
This buoyant heart would be
If in the now were anything
But tentative …& persevering
So yell! from way off yonder pine
…8 seconds is a long, long, time
We are some far out bull rider
Embodiment, n holding on
