She Says by Richard King Perkins II
I gave up my giant, towering trees
outside Chicago
and traded them for scrub and krummholz
humbled at the Colorado tree line.
The blinding sun of Denver is a psychotropic drug
in its own right
but better; there are
no side effects in breathing brightness.
I’ve found joyful hours
and long minutes of friendship
but every moment that passes is a moment lost,
an instant to be mourned
so I’ll never, ever, ever be happy
but here
I can celebrate even the few grey days—
when the simple act of shaving my legs
leads to nothing more than thoughts
of shaving my legs.
by Richard King Perkins II
outside Chicago
and traded them for scrub and krummholz
humbled at the Colorado tree line.
The blinding sun of Denver is a psychotropic drug
in its own right
but better; there are
no side effects in breathing brightness.
I’ve found joyful hours
and long minutes of friendship
but every moment that passes is a moment lost,
an instant to be mourned
so I’ll never, ever, ever be happy
but here
I can celebrate even the few grey days—
when the simple act of shaving my legs
leads to nothing more than thoughts
of shaving my legs.
by Richard King Perkins II
Bravo, Richard! So poignant and mechanically astute! Extraordinary.
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