cafe poetess you blind me
let me tell you where to find me
but i know you'll never really
reach me now at all
sound around the laughter hounds me
even as the minstrel sings me
softly through the whining wind
with its clear clarion call
cups of tea and cigarettes
i'm high on these, but don't forget
i haven't hit the ceiling yet
and you and sweetness smile
word game wander where it will
with you i wonder even still
alone yet half-together till
you help me through this while
Little Flower Book by Wayne Myers