Forage through
faces and thoughts
night of congested humanity

Daughters twirl in lace and
glass-slippers..
I notice a beauty
with Bubble-gum breath"

Off in the corner
is the free-for-all"
men weigh their pockets
a man thing I`m sure..

Array of lighting
favors many women
shoulder-to-shoulder
trying to gain the upper hand...

I Notice when passing through..
the sad, and the weak
one ashamed, and a clown.
We are all favored at some time.

And me?
I`m in the kitchen
with a tin of fish
and saltines..
gaining a little ground with the help...Vincent


"Grace always pours from a closing wound"