Cloudbank #1

 I think he said his name is Trotsky.
 Maybe he plays the piano.
 Some rooftop Lothario in a fiery mold
 and a mile wide leaf on the faultless highway.
 Nobody here will grow up
 until I say so.

 Steam wasn’t the only groping.
 There was the ergonomically challenged clothespin
 sprawling with doubt.
Measure for treasure, I always say,
 he said. No clouds like the present.

 2/17

When I Go

When I Go
c 2016 by William S. Kowinski

When I go don’t have to forward my mail/cause I don’t get any
 when I go don’t have to pay my bail/won’t cost you a penny

when I go I’ll be wearing a mask/so you won’t recognize me
when I go my net worth will be low so you can’t amortize me

 don’t get bees in your bonnet if I wrote you a sonnet
 instead of finding a buy-in
you think we’re getting rich but we’re just digging a ditch/
for us to lie in

 when I go it won’t be a blow you won’t find it vexing
 when I go I’ll make my farewell address while everyone’s texting

 when I go you can drop out of school get a job that’s steady
 when I go the morons will rule but they do that already

 did you find it surprising that the temperature’s rising haven’t you been listening? if they’re all blowhards when you pass by the graveyard why are you whistling? 

when I go I’m taking my name on a long vacation
 when I go I’ll take all the blame for procrastination
 when I go I’ll mail back the key but it won’t fit any longer
when I go the air won’t be free cause the sun will be stronger

 will anyone remember when it snowed in November and the world was quiet
 will they regret we knew what we would get if we tried to deny it

 when I go at the end of the show there will be one hand clapping
 when I go you won’t even know I’ll catch everyone napping
 when I go I take what I know it’s gone forever
 and when I go I go with the flow it’s now or never

 We all have to follow what the days will swallow as the world stays busy
  theres no time to make another rhyme before it makes you dizzy