The Legend of Cousin Wally
Rules and convention
didn’t constrain him
he walked his
own path true
the smartest
non-formally
educated man
I ever knew
learning in
discourse too often
and maybe most
truthfully most
rewarding
drinking in bars
parties
talking, sharing,
absorbing
the angles
reading comprehension
facility I dare say
a touch of dyslexia
I always suspect
in such instances
where acute verbal
synthesis comprehension
is markedly on display
I learned much
when I knew
his worth beyond
measure as
intelligent man
educated in discourse
vast
Socratic-like
absorbed in repast
lubricated
into vino veritas
a unique perspective
in my life
silenced
age forty-nine
in time
to this day
I say
when asked
by those few
who do
I say
in things I do
nowadays
I take the
Wally path
in almost
everything I do
except drinking.
About the Author: I am Randall. Last seen in’ Mad Swirl’ and ‘Beatnik Cowboy’. I help edit the latter. I am fifty-seven years of Swedish-English extraction but I live in America now. That is, North America, specifically the United States. Yes I’m a patriot. A poet patriot. Too old to join the air force now though! Unless I want to stay indoors and join.
Image Credit: Ernst Ludwig Kirchner “Männerkopf- Selbtsbildnis” (1926)
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