effigy

doppio con panna

i love you madly
in the starbucks
cause the star luck's
what i'll have, see
i see friends
shakin hands
say'n how do you do
a little unfeigned
and partially true
the medleys they blare
as i stare at my book
hooked on lewis hums louie
what a billet they share
two-shots of dark harmony
the tandem of alchemy
constellations of pain
mixed with beauty and
skies of blue rain
they're really sayin
love me too
and no one will look
at my two shaking hands
or brush his cuffs through
all the whipped cream en route
to brush tears or to care
but these mornings are music
singing how do you do
to the providenced
ears since the ironic moon
and the stars still commune
on their red carpet plans
these mornings love madly
the metaphored jazz
the sound of a cupful
and i think to myself
what a rim-ring of moments
what a turn of events
what a wonderful world when
joy can't choose the blend
they're better concoctions
than i ever brew:
these mornings con panna
though they cut me in two