Portrait of Myself

taken at nine
coffee in cup

a flagon of sunshine and a soupcon of hands –

holding hands holding
the table washes away

cat scurries linoleum with paw-print pixels
lands with aplomb against words and smiles

in the caverns of our understandings
you remain steadfast – in the by-waters
between opposition and argument
you remain dolomite – not easy
but not impossible
so water attests

and I continue the ringmaster of words forever foraging
the itineraries desires manipulate –

a want and am ballad
singer of the impossible songs