I envy the debutant spider's iridescent string
spun as splendid as a clown's giggle
sovereignty uncrushed by impending rains
I envy the glee of a touchy feely valet
groping suggestions in a haute couture
fitting room from hell Chinese fire drill
tomorrow's wardrobe lay-out a distant dilemma
I envy the supremacy of the moment
Call it a slow mumble's better diction
call it the mobilized vapors of self-definition
call it the racehorse liquid of continuation
Catcalls of my future
seizing the supremacy of the moment
Written by Louie Lawent - The author of the new book "The Louie/God Interviews (What The Big Fella Really Thinks About Man And The Universe)"
The book may be purchased at www.amazon.com The direct Amazon link is http://www.amazon.com/Louie-Interviews-Really-Thinks-Universe/dp/1430328797/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-4768641-5065651?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1194884348&sr=8-1
Louie--incredible fluidity of words. I had to pick them apart from eachother to understand the piece. Walt Whitmanish in the beginning, but then took on different colors--no, different tangents pulled together to create an intricate web of jealous thought. I love your last two lines--the future nagging at you--it's awesome! --Charlie
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