Like Opening A Closure

 

up standing stood standing up
(for whatever reason)
poised
for a Falstaffian jolly'time
                              roar puts
dybbuk in it's proper'd
                                 place thru seven
     years
of long strands of gutteral music and
coins in a can making  so
distinctive the sound of imbecile
                           survival...........

 now, (a'now ) could there be a future
     other than "my delusion"  thereof ?
that will return the left-behind pieces ?
of "me" to the singin', swingin long-handed
           mirage ?   that
renders springtime impossible to the
               joie d'vivre ?
of "me", my laughing, thirsting man ? dodging
hollow-point munitions ?
              in the safest place unknown
                       to man,
                     a man,
  a dreaming replica   (of that man),
wit
          more than less
                        to be           revealed,
&
shots a-firing for this happy'day's
lacking
    (      of      )
                closure

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