Know what makes a
Jack-O-Lantern scary
It’s not the face
That has been carved
But the candle flickering
The same with people
Those with the brightest
Hearts with the whitest
Purest and warmest hearts
Both attract and repel
Almost all of those
With their own brand
Of deadly darkness inside
They’re the ghoulish ones
I have a conundrum
Which might be paradoxical
How do opposites attract
Not yet also destroy
I’m not talking about
Tolerate or compliment or
Shoring of plugging holes
How does someone selfless
Remain abundant around those
Greedily hoardingly whorishly selfish
How does one remain
Buoyant and breathing when
Others are cluelessly clutching
Is survival an act
Of selflessness or selfishness
I remember this song
It played when I
Thought about kissing you
The boulevard soundtrack we
Heard quietly through scratchy
Outdoor cafe speakers as
Waiters stacked chairs upon
Tables and you glided
As I scuffled dragging
My feet trying to
Capture you beneath the
Streetlight when you turned
Towards me kissed first
Then dashed on ahead
All coy and coquettish
As I your shy
Bumbling suitor stood blinking
That first became the
First of many firsts
Of firsts with you
The best way there
Is by starting here
There is every where
But here is the
Only place that you
Can ever truly be
Enjoy here for here
Is where you’ll find
Your happiness over there
Is simply a temptation
The funny thing about
Reigns leashes and rings
Is that they are
Clicked held and given
To keep and not
To run let go
And see what happens
Where they will go
And if they’ll come
Back to you asking
You to follow them
Go ahead have adventure
Rely on them instead
They may know where
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 