Inamoratas

Dear sir

Really you must be stopped

Before you've run out of parts to play

The ones you like

Where you can be quirky

Showcase your physicality

Where intellect conspires with charm

And you use your enticing grin to fool and befuddle

Where the myth of you leaves your singular audience exhausted 

And your manfulness folds up and goes home

Really sir

You must be stopped

You leave behind a deep swath piled with unfinished inamoratas

©kcasady2014

Dung Beetle

Dear sir

Please tell me why you need a therapist

Perhaps too much

Too soon

There are the

Nuclear perks

Splendid

Sumptuous

Plentiful

Unforeseen and lovely

But alongside the

Inconvenient annoyances

Unwanted attention

Microscopic examination

Brooding over the impossible desire to accommodate

And the difficult decisions ahead

Stay or go

Fly to greater heights

Soar to extraordinary

Shedding veracity

Or remain unexpected

By means of unpredictable honesty

And idiosyncratic quirkiness

Hovering just above unusual

Well sir

God speed

May your journey be mindful

And your process abundant

Dotted with awkward rewards and startling revelations

May you dig like a dung beetle

Past your quivering exoskeleton

Laying fertile eggs in palpable tissue

Finally encircling truth

©kcasady2014