Parading

Oh blame life. That we just want more.

And the days that I keep my gratitude

For when it is time to set she is crimson ashamed to run out on us.

Now that I have your voice by heart, I read

Scissortails swoop sinusoidally like dolphins out of phase.

If I were another on the road, I would have said

it wasn’t skill or hard work or guessing the right name,

but he hoped the quantum would vanish.

Let your life lightly dance on the verge of Time like a dew on the tip of a leaf.

So if there is a journey pray that it be long