Summations and endings,
that’s all I write about.
What about the fictional man
who still has victories in his heart?
Rescuing mermaids from the ocean?
Becoming an actor?
Talking to Jesus man to man?
Finding gold in the furrow
of a cornfield,
and meeting my love all over again
walking in the rain?
I would like to be a player again
at the roulette wheel, or
high card wins,
an explorer of other worlds,
and grow up with my grandsons,
be the kid next door,
and feel breezes blow through
the house,
and be helplessly in love with everything.