So high soaring with eagles and vultures,pelicans and cranes, into those blue and white stratospheres of skies and clouds, the. Spiraling down, mose dives for prey, fishin the waters, rabbits and rats on the grounds, from honesty and humble pie to fakery and eating our own shit pies!

 

The spiral is disarming, first go the hands

Then the feet, then the skin of your ribs

The blood stays in place somehow as you

Spin, you start to think of you sins and 

Your family and next of kin, the thought

To escape is trapped in your throat and

Your Adam’s apple grows three sizes 

More and you start to suffocate with

The air all around you, you wake up

As you suddenly sit up in your bed

Naked and yet covered in blankets,

Surrounded by pillows, you throw

Everything off and your are sand-

Winched in cold on one side, heat

On the other and yet you immediately 

Somehow, miraculous I know, are

Smiling in both utter disbelief and

Belief that somehow, by the grace

Of your strengths, yo will rise up

Again, like the heron you are,nwings

Spread out wide, you right hand

Hits that ping pong ball and it

Crosses smoothly over the net

That only you see in your mind’s

Eyes, wondering if you will ever

See it again,nas shot out of a circus

Cannon as you are the man flying

No parachute at hand, you rely on

Your feet to grow big fat frog’s

Padded feet and connected toes

To buffer you landing, if that is

Meant to be , to make a solid

Sound landing like in the gymnastics

Of Winter Olympics, you really

Are a star, you just don’t stop ever

To see it, and yet you comfort give

To so many, your example to others

Is the stuff of your stronger community

You add your stamp and voice to the

Din, together with others you take a

Practiced spin and add good to your

Sins, you are the man, you are the

One that helps to keep things together 

Neither Saint or demon, a bit of both.

Funny how you manage to compose this

While soaking almost at midnight warm

And wet and relaxed in the comfort so

Naked ,n X posed, in your night bath!

You do the math, you walk the path

Be sure and follow it at times

And otherwise kiss it’s ass and

Take to the highways of all your

Feelings, sentiments, memories and

Unanswered, unformed yearnings

That will always mean so much more than

All your life’s total hard earnings!