Night Vision

Futzing round out in the dark…

Tripping wires,

And spilling ink…

Futzing round out in the dark…

Where elbows rap, and

Knees go clink…

Sweeping arms at what’s familiar…

I think I’ve seen your shape before!…

Feel so bold, I reach to hold

An inured fixture I recall…

Drawing close to check the status…

I view a fresh development…

Something wavy…asking questions…

Hanging by my advocate…

This new stink fills me with tremors!…

…Challenges my point of view

In this murky witch’s cauldron

I have met a bugaboo…

Futzing round out in the dark…

Tripping wires,

And spilling ink…

Futzing round out in the dark…

Where elbows rap, and

Knees go clink…

I’ve waited out my parking meter…

The climax of this hour is nye!…

Escape with style…I close the file…

None the wiser…All cards disguised…

At each backdrop that I have chosen

I can’t allow one thread to fall…

Must return where hearts are frozen…

To prop one ear against her wall…

She sees an in and throws a line out…

Red lips, and legs a mile long…

By calculation, I near her fireplace…

My blindness shifts to meet her law…

Futzing round out in the dark…

Tripping wires,

And spilling ink…

Futzing round out in the dark…

Where elbows rap, and

Knees go clink…

Bunny Villaire

6/1/24

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