FRUSTRATION

attachment difficulties;

disclaimers not included. 

reach for the bravo.

irritatingly pro forma

in certain centers

of serious discussions.

not to betray irritation

motives at this distinct

place and timetable;

as rumor-mills

circulate profoundly.

adding to her allure;

her ability knowing knowledge

she could never possibly know.

causing problems with

relationships, yes, but

with all her profound knowledge,

those circling her like

bunch of hungry vultures,

would never realize,

till much too late,

she had them all marked

for lost and gone.

have been probable,

leaning towards possible.

oh, such a fine goal indeed.

when reaching possible,

life opens to fabulous,

wondrous adventures.

stories untold; reaching 

towards brilliance

with only sky for limits.

while waiting to be discovered,
was rudely informed 
discovery train had left station,
and left with only half a load,
leaving me to ponder thunder,

and how scheme of thunder
fits into this particular scenario,
while watching discovery train
disappear in far off distance. 
toot, toot!

about the time I start thinking:
this is it, last poem, then
just like magic, but there is not 
magic, is there? but I was saying:
just l like magic, a poem pops right up,
invading my peaceful mind,
interrupting my peaceful sleep;
and look, this is what happens.
should say: sorry, won't happen again.
but, of course it will. once a poet,
always a poet. hip-hip-hooray! 
although, one could conclude this a prose.

he packs a gun wherever he goes.
and, you know, he never goes.
one never knows when an old memory
will suddenly appear; so one must
be ready wherever one never goes.
and a mind stagnates.