3/6/2022 (c) for Charlie
Well, I’d hardly say he’s effeminate though he is dapper
applying a grand expression to his clothes
from his lint-free
top hat to his well-shined shoes
and all the accoutrements in between.
His glasses are special, almost magic,
they way everything he sees is imbued by his own curiosity
and a yearning to understand.
Whether he has chosen to write Dada poems,
or to paint a surreal story on canvas,
or even to give a PowerPoint presentation at work,
he is a consummate communicator.
He burns brightly. Sometimes he is too much;
an over-achiever that is often harrowing to follow
no matter how inspiring his endeavors are.
I tried to love him once. I was so young, naïve, and
unskilled.
There was little space for my ideas and even less for me.
And like a lion in it’s grandiosity
he had plenty enough of wild cats in his pride.
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