brass / words / 2006 / Ding

November 4, 2006

Saturday night.
	Waiting.
	For her.
				Passive reproach.
		Someone’s watching.
Stirring the sword.
		The air is sweet.
Watching the beat of that drum.
		Doing nothing.
Just being around.
			Doing.
Nothing.				N1o2 t3h4h5i6n7g.8.9.0.
		Something 
Curious strikes a chord.
		That sounds mighty fine.
Let’s examine that closer.
			Nocturnal nectar.
Many rooms.
		Many locks.
	It’s interesting up here.
		Scary.
Right now.			Not then.
Now.
				Sweet sweet sw33t.
What 	are you doing?				Finding
did 	you do			something
you 	seem		interesting.
The talent 	do 
over 		drives me closer.
the  noise is familiar.
Beautiful 	weekend, wasn’t it?
		Murky black cauldron.
		Its tide is squeaking.
			Hey!
Has anyone told you 
	…
				You look like
					Jennifer
					Connelly
	?
Tonight has Virgo written all over it.