Sunday, September 13, 2009

Tiny Vice

New Year's resolution in Nasty Nassau
I should have known from the start
At first it was social, complimentary
Then more frequent, affordances of
still times
and breath

Partner to times that raised my heart rate
the closest approximation to a campfire experience with
darting fireflies
a huddle and whispers
interrupted by bolts of laughter

Campaigns waged in my youth
picket signs discarded
Now I just pick at it
A scab

I'll never say never
but I will say "Not this time"
because our time has come