Dim the lights
and cue the madcap introspection tango
stagger leap across the stage as
we rummage through
the tag sale of our thoughts&history
probe our emotional fault lines with gloves on
glide past the burnt metal tang of failure
the smoky rich umber of nostalgia
dip & inspect the chalk outlines
dotting our sidewalks of sins
as we pick through our offerings.
all too often our biased goggles
spin & sift past the positive pickings,
only to hone in
on the polished, soiled gold of negativity.