The sad troubadour

half-face in pencil - look, the other half
in dim watercolor's
vida
one-legged - wooden
half-throatedly placed at the
pedestal of
half-only mercy
posed

half-eared only
how can he hear his
voice
precisely
correct the scale
pun
follow his vision well
well

the gravel which precedes all
captivity
follows:
to no one's surprise makes him
captive

caged
half-bird
fake verse alliance
the primal chord conquest...

tryin' to bite through the cage
w/ one tooth left
one arm on duty
the other pickin' concrete
flowers
replacing the moon
w/ post-moonlite
erzacs

to jump off the pedestal
on the missing leg
to kill all his smalltown Buddhas

phony as Marita's latest dress
keepin' her image in song
half-hearted
he falls off stage
dies softly in sleep
in the
shadow's spotlight
mission