dark matter dances on the
mathematical page
unproved equations from the
theoretical sage
but i believe in dark matter
and it’s distinct pull and
influence on our movements
it is not only all around me
in-between all that we see
but it dwells in every fiber of
my being
my publisher sent me an email
“we need a manuscript or send
back our advance”
i put a check in the mail
walked away from the mailbox
into the poetry of night
lit a cigarette and watched the
smoke take flight
and saw an irish pub across the
dimly lit street
i went in and took a seat
ordered a pint of harp
soccer was on the screen
so i stared out at the street
through the plate glass window
five dollars a pint, an eighty
dollar bill
and i walked out into the late
night chill
lit a cigarette and watched the
smoke blow east
so that is the direction i
turned my feet
maybe someday my new novel will
be complete
but i’m not done dancing on
dimly lit streets
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