one more night

i’ve walked down the driveway
to the pond
full of night life
frogs sound like barry white
ducks are adrift in lipstick and heels
the moon is a full breasted street corner whore
the carp are bookies
the snails gotta get their shy running right
and i
am dock seated
naked in the dark content
just to be alive
a poem in my pen
one more night

Leave a Reply