The doubt
creeps in at every turn
And catches
me unaware
A constant
fight on every front
Must be diligent,
beware
That Luc, he
is a sneaky bloke
To twist and
turn ev’ry thought
He wreaks
havoc left and right
Don’t care
for him, not a jot
My Love, My
God you keep me right
Along the straight
and narrow
What would I
do without you both?
It scares me
to my marrow
When one’s
not there, the other is
To watch me
on my journeys
Their reasoning
both sound and true
The most
adept attorneys
It does me
good to know they have
My back from
ev’ry angle
When Satan plays
his dirty tricks
They’ll keep
me from a tangle
How to thank
this wondrous duo
To begin I don’t
know how
I love them
both, they surely know
From past to
future and now
Borges Knows Him Better
Borges Knows Him Better
Borges knows
him better
than I’ll
ever have the chance
the most I
ever get
is a passing
look askance
JL doesn’t
know
what a lucky
guy he is
This dead
and famous poet
a favorite
of his
Would that I
were Jorge
his
attention I would own
I wouldn’t
have a future
to look
forward to alone
But the best
that I can do
is to read
the same as him
Yet my heart,
it is not in it
It is just a
passing whim
My heart is
held in stasis
No book can
start the flow
of the
pulsing and the beating
It’s
received a deadly blow
Can it be
revived? Not sure
JLB alone
won’t do
There’s
something more that’s needed
that can only come from you