neologism

rhymes intertwine in pulses and shocks,
pick-pocket pornography, clicks of the clock
you were all but a word in the parking lot
before the new age wore you down, down

the arteries never found energy,
lacked forward momentum and empathy,
euphony meets cacophony meets euphemism
and parody, falling upstairs was only funny
‘til the rug was stained with wine

the metronome was ticking strong, but it was time
that tuned us wrong, and the piano forgot how to
follow along, the mallet, the strings misaligned

but your miracle was Pont Neuf, a sign,
my eyes were the moon, this was meant to be mine

NS 04.12.2010