Boston to Florida, wide body flight.
Twelve hundred fifty eight miles - excited
Blonde hair, strong and stalky, she’s right for me
Pleasure at horse ranch off Tamiami

Size six warm satin-like foot soles - pounding
Femoral stroke, knee-crotch draw up – heightened
Pounding and more pounding - suddenly numb
Shizammadammazippidydooda !

Out of the love-nest newly born hatch-ling
Cow pasture, backseat - disinterested
Repetition - orgasmic vagaries
Old man, young man - weighted as a Brahma

I went where I might escape the clock
no plan where or how long I might go,
looked on the path and saw a rock
kicked it and almost broke my toe.

What the [email protected] and what the F%^k !
I yelled as I hopped around
just out of sight of my old truck
then glared at that "rock" still in the ground.

This time I used a careful nudge
then realized the rock was rusty steel.
Leave it to me to once more misjudge.
I reached down and gave it a light feel.

A fine gray mist hangs low in the frosted air,
all the way to the ground, as if the grayness
of a frigid sky could reach and slap the earth.

Everyone is wearing winter colors, and their
dark figures blend well with the callous cold;
skeletal trees seem aware of coming frost.

Waiting for public transport, I look up the track,
mist so fine I see clearly to the top of the hill.
Behind me, a family waits to cross the street.

Bright lights and peering close
Look right here, at my nose
Uh huh, Hmmmm, Let us see
What your eyes reveal to me

Kindly smile and conversation
Concern for eyes, my avocation
I see your problem, you need glasses
Too much strain, too many classes

Or is it just getting on in age?
Do the words blur on the page?
We'll fix you up, leave it to me
Pardon the pun, "You will see"