Tuesday, July 2, 2024


Relax, dear 
reader, you don't 
have to stick 'em up; 

this poem's not 
fully-loaded like 
Leaves of Grass was

this poem (compared 
to that one) is more like 
a cap gun.

You know how, 
sometimes, you feel braver holding
something in your hand, 

more for the look 
and the feeling 
than anything?

But it's safer
if you practice with 
something more synthetic 

as you toy 
with the idea
of hauling-off eventually 

and holding-up 
your audience with
something that's authentic.