Win On Diagonals

                                                It was a pseudo holiday

                                                The only time I would call him

                                                  I would not dare ring him on Easter

                                                    His disbelief in the ascension to the right hand of father

                                                                        Not impacting my forbearance

                                                            “I’m moving to Fort Lauderdale.”

                                                                                    What….?

 
                                                Headache medicine dawn uncottoned the tight safety night

                                                Please say hello to Randy

                               Give him a high five and don’t look at the cocky walkers

                                                            I was sitting next to an actor friend

                                                He had been eating raw kale all of March

                                                    Was it preparation for a certain role?

                                                            Just trying to curb some unwanted body mass?

                                                            We were at the cinema located in a basement

                                                                        Some New York museum basement

                                                                        My wife had cast part of a Mexican film set                                                                                            in New York

                                                            I had some sort of moving experience

                                                                        I thought it spiritual

Always accompanied by this carefree what just happened equanimity

                                    Wish I had the guts to crawl around in this dark

                                                            Low high strip of frosty cognizance

All the angel guts like so many fresh batteries

                                     Open me up

                                                                        Nothing to do directly with the movie

                                                                        Not some sort of epiphany

            Movie Title: Padre Nuestra

                                                            I focused on the Exit signs

                                                              I imagined the two means of egress

                                                                        Gambling for the souls of the cinema goers

                                                                           Those watching this same aforementioned                                                                                     film      

I craved a banana split during the credits

                                                                                    I never do

                                                                                    I drank coco with a new sense of

                                                                                    Purpose

                                                                                       My actor friend played the part

                                                                                    Of an unsympathetic truck driver

                                                                                    Transporting a Mexican boy illegally

                                                                                     Some nowhere place in Brooklyn

I felt as if there was someone understanding something for me….with me yet for me

          Viscerally jockeying with that miniature

         Metaphysical animal…. letting me know that it’s ok to eye the toboggan during some

         Unexpected summer

 
            Though April 1^st as a so called ‘fools day’

Meant nothing necessarily to this force…. 

The day would be used or worked through to get something across to me?

   Something as plain as filling ones hands with                                                 the fingers of a new beloved