I Have No Lofty Desires…

There are those who write with disdain,

There are those who write of Spain,

There are those who write of bloodstains,

There are even those who write daily of personal pain…

I do find that I do not have any lofty desires,

I find I do write of what pops into my head,

Of flyers and pliers and tires and fires,

All of which I do before the thought does expire…

Desires are just so inexplicable,

They come and go so incomprehensible,

But in reality they are quite indispensable,

Desires are both though essential and unavoidable,

They keep us centered in our world,

They are not in any way a fable…

        © ed ~ 4/30/05