------Sanity Plea------
reality,
the one word oxymoron
i watch as an interested observer
gleaming unwanted education
while participating as a crimson moth
which is unable to do the backstroke
in turbulent spring runoff
i relent to apathetic reasoning
perhaps confused by the monoxide
of backyard barbeques,
finding more substance
in aromatic honey flavored hickory evanecense
than unadulterated truth
stepping lightly through minefields,
i reassure my doubts,
asserting insanity,
not selective to man or beast
runs rampant, seasonal as Asian flu
as the grey weimaraner makes love to my leg
R. Wayne Porter 3/10/98
copyright © 1998 R. Wayne Porter