By: Gary Glauber

Uprooted from routine
this spring mizzle
seems cunningly contrived
to overthrow presumption.
Heavenly tears clarify
this foggy tedium
slowly descending
when memory marries desire.
This juvenescent digression
sprawls past simple grin,
careening carefully
into another fixed expression,
stone-faced, brave defense
against dreaded questions.
Fancies not entertained
are sidestepped & eluded,
like entertaining fantasies
of broken dreamers
trying to describe
the taste of chocolate
after midnight.