A WONDERING

     A PONDERING

        A  STALE LOAF OF MEANDERINGS OF 

           HEAD GEARS AND FOOT WEARS

          OF THE  PALL BEARERS AND SHOALS 

              IN THE  OCEANS'

                 RISING SUNSET

         SHE WAS BIG AS A HOUSE i DIDNT OWN

              AND THE FIRST MAN TO WALK ON THE MOON 

                    TOOK LIITLE STRIDES  IN A BIG PLACE LOOK SMALL

FROM IN FRONT THE

SPEAKERS STAND

AT THE Rolling Bends' 

      MISERABLE CONVENTIONLESS DANCE

THE HOLY ROLLERS 'ADD IN ADDITON AN INVITE

TO ROLL AROUND AS EVERYONE ELSE

   DANCED IN THESE TRAILS

 NO ONE BEFORE COULD FIND TO EXPRESS THEMSELVES

WITH ANY BETTER EXPRESSION

THAN A ROUTE WITH EVERYONE THEY THOUGH SIGNIFICANT

  ON  

     BOARD

AND THE MOTTO

        'ALL ROADS LEAD TO WHERE I STAND'

a TRUTH IF YOU TAKES ANY STOCK

IN A MEANING TO THE MEANING OF MEANING

BUT OF COURSE

    THEN TOO

    ANY ROAD  FITS THE BILL   

       TO ANY KIND OF DANCE 

         WITH ANYONE

           OF ANY REPRESENTATIVE

GROUP THERE

   iF YOU WENT TO IT 

   OR ROLLED AROUND ALONE

      IN THE SOUNDS OF ANYWHERE

IF SOMEONE SAYS

MAKE A PATH IN LIFE 

    YOU ONLY CANNOT FAIL

             BUT IN   DEATH 

AND I TOOK A STANCE 

   AND ASKED THE FATLADY TOO 

      TO DANCE     

                A ROMANCE  WITH THE CHANCE   

                   THESE CONFINED-IN A

                     SETTING   

                      ALWAYS STALE SOMETHING FRESHER

                         THAN  I PAID

                           AT THE LAST PLACE

                               I HAD STAND

FRESH!! I REMEMBER HER SAY

     AS I BUCKLED UP MY PANTS.

 A FRESH ACT OF COURAGE  

               I  THOUGHT

                   BORN IN THE WAKE            

       OF A DEATH I SEE I CAN SEE HAS NO ROAD  AS  ALWAYS  DO NOT PART FROM LIFE AND THE LIVING

ENVISIONED IN RETROSPECT OF THE PROSPECT

          OF NOT HAVING PAYED FOR GOING

   TO THE Rolling Bends Dance.

  MARVIN E.  KIRSH