With Flannery’s help

   

Treading carefully

from the fringe of my Autumn

looking for wise blood and a good man by the river

trying to save a life

for it could be my own

   
    
   
- - -

Oh — well

   

Sorry —

I was aiming

for the head

   
   
   
- - -

High-sea

   

   

Stop

Think

Think again

   

   

- - -

Blue down the face

   

   

The times they are a-changin’

tuned

the singer

Times are always a-changin’

said the ghost

most of the time not for the best

And the lights went out—

   
   
   
.

The Joker

      

      

The terror he holds

is not in his hands

not in his smile

not anywhere else 

on his face

the terror he holds

rises from the smoothness

in his words

       

     
      
.

Some things

      

      

People do not 

want 

to know

        

      
      
.

Here now

     

     

I’ll give you four words 

that have become 

a classic :

“South,” said the captain ...

     
     
     
.

Lunch arrived

       

       

Not the common

eye

around

but the eye

that bites

the common

      

      
      
.

I miss the cold

      

      

Last night 

I became aware 

I really did

For then again 

I might yet have the strength 

to sail through one more Winter

       

       
       
.

Cried the sky

      
      
No  
way  
up
      
     
      
.

Lonely is the new sexy

She had said

and he remembered her voice 

and smiled while he went on walking 

along the mid-lighted avenue through the city-night

      

      

      

.