A yet known lottery buyer
has a ticket
in his possession
that entitles him or her
to $336 million dollars.
I wish this person well,
that the money itself
will be the source of extinguishing
all future thoughts of money.
That this new found wealth
will be a sustained source
of personal growth and fulfillment.
To accomplish this laudable goal
will require a carefully laid out plan.
Should you not have the requisite skill set,
Then let me be the first of many
To offer you my professional services.

The night is a ship of wonder,
and the bow and stern lines have been tossed to the shore crew.
The harbor pilot has checked his folio of channel maps
and sets a course that's true.
You and I, in our bark of dreams,
have an untethered universe to be.

Quick note,
* Bang *
Here!
Who, what, where
?
it's going to take a bit of time.
Work on it,
Stay tuned.

It doesn't seem right
to own a private lake
but I've been guested
on grand estates
to more modest twenty acre piddles.
The common thread
the owners
all worry the taxes.

Concinnitas,
The convergence
of a perfected material form and function
that aesthetically focuses
ones perceptive senses
that resonates
an appreciation that hints
of a collective soul.

Were you a foreign land,
and in someways you are,
I would mount my trustiest steed,
cross your channel banks,
Marshall my invading column
Into your fruited plaines.
And there encamped under stars
Our two houses would negotiate
Terms of mutual respect and pleasure.
Upon which we would survey our lands
Entwined in milk and honey,
And give promise of protection and eternal fidelity.

I'm a deconstruction in the making,
Asymptotically crested,
having had a stellar rocket ride,
I've experienceed a moment or two
of defeating gravity,
but now only too aware
the inescapable trajectory
that is the common fate
of all living things.