expansion
of the mind
of the soul
causing things to implode

We two boys together clinging,
One the other never leaving,
Up and down the roads going—North and South excursions making,
Power enjoying—elbows stretching—fingers clutching,
Arm’d and fearless—eating, drinking, sleeping, loving,
No law less than ourselves owning—sailing, soldiering, thieving, threatening,
Misers, menials, priests alarming—air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing,
Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness chasing,
Fulfilling our foray.

This is the quiet hour; the theaters
Have gathered in their crowds, and steadily
The million lights blaze on for few to see,
Robbing the sky of stars that should be hers.
A woman waits with bag and shabby furs,
A somber man drifts by, and only we
Pass up the street unwearied, warm and free,
For over us the olden magic stirs.
Beneath the liquid splendor of the lights
We live a little ere the charm is spent;
This night is ours, of all the golden nights,
    The pavement an enchanted palace floor,
And Youth the player on the viol, who sent
    A strain of music through an open door.

the different, the unique
the new, the antique
the fresh, the chic
the rank, the reek
the ripe, the wrong
the reader, the song
the looker, the liar
the warrior, the long
the smiler, the frowner
the right-side-up
the up-side-down
the winter, the spring
the songbirds sing
the summer, the fall
the sunsets and the gall
to say "im special"
to say "im sweet"
but i stand, say my part
bow down and take my seat

roses are red
that much is true
the walls are listening
and watching your every move

the spies are a secret
the phones are all tapped
the government is lying
keep watching your back

your friends aren't your friends
your mother isn't your own
your father doesn't trust you
there's no such thing as home

looking up with
rose-shot eyes
seeing the
soft sunlight
your dress covering
your thighs
a proposal
could make you cry
you struggle to
memorize
riding out
my highs
feeling the  
ribbon ties
not afraid
to die