A Ramble a Day Keeps The Wolves at Bay

A Ramble a Day Keeps the Wolves Away

A spring and you’ve made it
A spring and a song
and no lady in the rain
he said
where are you
where have you been
You’ve gone quantum on me
You’re only there when I look for you
in the metaphor
or the wind
and the rocks.
Is it time to be a rock again
Is it time for an infinity
unreachable in it’s tiny corner
like a point getting smaller than
am a bone already
and that’s all that’s left of me
these dry dry bones left here for you to find
in my own little Pompeii of brittle words

David Michael Jackson