If you take a goose to the Fox River Mall
he won’t like it at all
He’ll squawk and he’ll squeak
flapping at friends, pointing where to meet
And soon they’ll gather in a gaggle
taking their merry time to waggle
As down the road they go
without a single package in tow. 11/26/16
certain nights will be recalled more than others
the night your mother gave birth the caterwaul before the glory
the night of skinny-dipping waves lapping you like live massage
the night you drove through home calling, pulling, singing
the night that was so dark you could not find yourself
the night of spring peepers promising to make love ruined renewed
and then, that night when footlights glittery as diamonds shined on your story
gahlstone 