You Wrinkled De Fold

A smothered flame
Sap sticks to the body, attracting flies and bees.

Watch it buddy, you’re steppin’ the lines.

Only hear what you want to hear
Placing fragments together and making
An incorrect sentence;
A faulty spiral encouraged to collapse.

The dance is in step;
They lyrics make no sense
And are eaten by a sick bear with honey
On it’s lips.

-SJP 1989

(for Abdu at a drum weekend in Ashokan who was so bold to serenade me, shower me with unwanted gifts, follow me back to my home and ask his wife if it was ok to take me as his own.)