ON A SNOWY DAY
it's me again.
is it you, or a semblance of
what was once you,
but now just a floating imagine
of a ghost you've now become?
like you as a ghost;
not all that nagging you
were so very good at doing.
you seem to be drifting;
so won't hold you.
stop by anytime;
we'll reminisce over
the old you.
brain lagging body;
oh, let's say: thirty degrees
differential between
brain and body.
but I'm an old fart
and am acceptable
to wild, erratic
body-brain swings.
old party house, needing
complete makeover.
big bucks project.
maybe folks looking for
cheap starter home.
to improvise while
possessing rudimentary thinking.
finesse on any level.
imagination at peak and
total control of such required
while holding trepidation
at arm's length, sweeping fear gone.
book in left hand
pen in other
scratching down words
taking notes
possessing thoughts
soon a poem is born
seems so very easy
far from it
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