'distracted'
is a song in me
your reed vibrates, resonates
frightens, enthralls
your timbre, untruss'd
your melody as distant as the memory of a lullabye

i've never a shortage of pennies, wells
raindrops, undoings
and when inspiration becomes circumspect
i can browse the dog-eared testament of El Corazon
the chronicle of the heart that died for the sin of love
the salvation of thieves and soldiers
the resurrection of fingertips and night-blooming flowers
the chorus of ever in the lift to experience
the angels
in the angles

every shower is spring when you don't have a season
every morning is autumn
every word halloween and easter combined
and i don't mind