plain song

Hmmm...the crickets are quite loud here today. Perhaps it is time I change vectors and dance?

plain song

I am plain song.
beautiful at first.
but eventually the melody
becomes all too familiar and
the words run into each other
in familiar aspect that breeds
a sort of contemptuous dismissal.
I can't blame you.
it must be tiring listening
to the same song over and over
with the metaphoric meteors changed
to leave different size and colour craters.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.