Rings and Trophies

To feel average again
Shuffling, schlepping
Commonplace companionship
Shopping for cozy and sundries
Is all I rage against

I’ve stepped onto some tundra
Passion, as Venus, accompanies me
Silver runs through my veins
Kisses while troublemaking
Too much sweetness to turn back

There are low moments
They become me, though
I look fine in such transition time
Intercepting the unsuspecting dark
Catch my breath then find the zone

not known

it is complete
it goes ’round and around
and it binds and bounds
encircles, ensnares
’til it brings 
good hearts down

the rodeo clown 
tires not from attempts
to dissuade to distract
to destroy
the bolting and bucking 
the fall of reason