Songs Censored in the Hills of My Heart

I am assuming you check my blog
when you are feeling lonely
and want some sort of reassurance,
and then when you don't
it's because you've met someone.

How long is this going to last?

It doesn't take long before
a rapidly thinning-then-expanding ego
may make you modify this habit. 
What’s more, I discovered there were many parts of the world 
in which my New York City-poet-style baksheesh love 
is considered eccentric.

My instinct at this time of year is to write about else.

Whilst cheery sportswomen hunt the coyote,
as blithely as they can, 
'tis mine, as I “Tantivy!” cry
to hunt the missing Plan!