never was one to open my mouth too often,
never had the patience to walk into a room
and pull off those electrical charisma moves
like some people are able to do as if they were
popes just waiting to be elected
guess i preferred the sunshine roads of solitude
to the smoke and fire of company
charged with vocal abundance and the rough edged
crackle of spiritual invisibility,
s’pose i took the lonely path,
the black hole of the status quo
the no get up and go
in the never to be seen again
- from Poems from the 90s
