et al

speak up i can not hear you
over all this noise
and stress
and fear
and anger
you convey so much
in such a little package
with such a big head
and you are so tall

you are not small
at all
we should rent an atoll
for the two of us
to live in
and stand face to face
for centuries
or hours
or days
or weeks
or you
or i

why ask when you can answer?
why speak when you can strike?
why miss when you can kiss
those lips that have tips
about not eating after six?

and her beautiful quips
and marvelous hangups
are stronger than she is
than i am
i was
i is
i were
i am not and never will or could be

i wish i were her
with her beautiful edwardian mane
that flutters ever so carelessly
in the gentle yellow breeze
of a cool summer morning
while my cold gordon black hair
like a hurricane it rages
not flows
in a grey winter after

plastic all around you
and not an inch to pinch
i could fall in love
with chicago in the fall
and i already have
so i guess i do not have to say
that i could if i already have
semantics were always the death of us

i am afraid to let you go
because you will not return
but it is my loss
and your gain

i am so sorry
but i must shit on myself
for i want to show people
how to do what they are so willing
and ready
and prepared
and excited to do
have done
will do
to you question mark
never
you are so clever
you are great
you have got spunk
you are funny
smart
wit never seems to fail you

it is as if you have
a full staff behind you
of writers willing
to have you seat your ass
on their lips
grips
ships