never the likes of you
i've had tea with Judge Crater
and watched buttered scones
disappear like pipe dreams in a March wind.
i've crawled on all fours with bassett hounds,
nose to ground, tail wagging corybantic,
found my favorite pen beneath a comfy chair.
i've seen fish fly and birds caterwahl on telephone lines.
i've been present when a tree in the forest
applauded with one hand.
i've taken Doan's pills, 'cause I thought
it was the only game in town.
i've seen too many things to overlook you:
bathed in jam, standing in a smile,
guilty as the day the goldfish died.
                — love always, Andy