Flâneurs abound The tragedy of low expectations Was described To me As the most uptight surfer you ever met Greeting me like age hurdles She was a black hole of logic and responsibility My life with no mirrors... Exes had limited vision Too stubborn and prideful to admit their freefalls of poor judgement My freefall *** sum me da Heretics and Town Cryers in the market square Mephisto's embrace of Lidocaine and Cortisone I can no longer skydance to impress A scoundrel, my ***** culprit remains reality-resistant Like ***** on the Polar Bear rug Incoherent verses of "Dog and Cat God and Oil Signet and Spice Partners and Paramours" The incidental joy of life Randomly convenient distance from our Sun Burning her kelvin heat to charm our World Venerated Dreaming in fireworks I write her in great detail, She answers me with tempered dictation… Sun distance Earth Enough to burst with anemones as blue as Barbercide This distance Struggling like a butterfly in a rainstorm