i would jump at first glance by the way it would look,
i mean, signed on the dotted line of officialdom.

if it were Dominique, i could own a chain of italian cafes
and peddle mafioso tactics to the other business owners.
i'd sign contracts with city planners, building insurers,
product salesmen, corporate [whatever that means] geeks.

i'd even threaten a guy like me, if people called me Big Jim,
or Big Bill, i'm just saying things would be a lot different.

so happy i would make heel-sparks spring, the heel wanting to lead
and every time he's following the toe, the instep, the entire foot.

never getting to lead, never making a choice, always following.
i'm the dangling participant o' life, wrestling for a toe-hold
to this God-given existence someone named Life, once a magazine.
a Rockwellian adventure into fantasy land of a happy nostalgia.

i'd have it all if i was known by some other name; i'd be a new me.

05/22/2008

Posted on 05/22/2008
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