NO MIND
with nothing on it
no hint of what to say
the clipboard beckons
I suspect it wants to embarrass me
why does it do this?
is that a sane question?
in reply, I am an illusion
good for a few temporary jobs
warning people downstream of the impending
dam burst
of the long denial that has filled it
to overflowing
it's good for a laugh except
now the climate
everything that was once fundamental
all the good and the bad in free fall
dancing do-si-do
bright and dark visions
not necessarily so
full moon, bad mood, just wait
time capsules of past experience are leaking
authority
old photos especially entertaining
looking back at me straight into the lens
that gaze knowing now
everyone knows this
but most look away
time lapse looking both ways
time is do-si-do
the sheet fills itself with scribbles
meaning something for the moment
dancing away, prancing
the urban runner off in all directions at once
there were days that heard of 3 cents a word
write fast
horror or science pretense
that might do for others
that never once disturbed this pen unemployed
in usefulness
only to record a swiftly disappearing route
that others might see the streak
somehow familiar
just out the corner of one eye
brief evidence of some similar insanity
not to look the other way
sanity or insanity
do-si-do
until the words fade away
looking right into the lens
