she, the longer-time mistress/paramour.....
another 'special friend' was mentioned...
the community stifled any word of the other other's existence.....
she'd guessed it'd be so...way long ago,
...
and even then who'd run that track unshod, unbroke
with not one maybe
jump even before the impulse takes full hold
split the second hand
let it fall in halves thinner than a silk thread
...
firebird rites
dog eared bites
on the seventh sunday
when the walls come down
...
confirmed the slant
jounced
in a series of hollow-core collisions
thumped
...
from a foxy little fellow
and some teachings sage and mellow
this floral beauty takes its name
(add moniker of wealth and fame)
...
higher than a weathered balloonist
clambering into the pit
to get a hosing - down
and no, no more fried baloney
...
on the passing of my neighbor's cat...
comes easy
to them...
...