.........waaaaaay back in 7-3-2000, I penned this in reply to one of sen's poems at the Corner Pub. Here's its first proper viewing in an Open forum. I thought I'd dust it off and leave it for what it is -- a pretty good attempt for an angry young man, just to kinda prove to myself that even back when I was a jerk, I was capable of bein' nahss t' people every once an' again ... Not to mention, writin' some killer verse!

Onward!

-Serenity's screen dance-
So,
The trees were leaning into the street,
Clogging the storm drains, sapping concrete.
The thunder fell all about me,
But serenity danced behind her screen.

Lightning made the hot air worse --
At least twelve degrees more unbearable.
I thought my nightmares were bad, of course,
But this storm was unassailable.
And occasionally, when no rhymes were in force,
Made briefly unavailable,
I watched serenity dance behind her screen.

The night fell hotter still,
The moon was like a slivered rill
Of running water turning to dust.
I sweat so freely, I thought I would rust.
I lost so cleanly, I thought I would bust.
I watched so dearly, serenity dancing. In lust?

No.
Tonight, happiness is enough.

She said burn ... together.
-TON

How long can a girl be haunted by you ...
Soon I'll grow up and I wont even flinch at your name.

Alanis Morissette