cartoon kids
quoting Bugs Bunny and that hapless duck,
amuck in memories
as we live a morning as children
almost in denial of what we are.
definitely grownup
(yes, I remember last night)
and yet with that wildflower power
overdrive gear where we wipe away each tear
with the couer rage of children,
able to still be brave
while the impossibilities save us
from the improbabilities.
still coming down from the sugar rush
of your kisses.
nothing misses like a mistake.
and this is a direct hit to the chitinous core
of my heart and soul.
last one in
is still luckier than those
who never move at all.
and you won't have to call
if you never let go. 


copyright William F. DeVault (wfdv)