" THE VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD "

Like a tiger in the rain
You can't explain
Why the day becomes
A Knight
And the tracks in the snow
Lead to nowhere
But another Motown refrain
When you try to falsetto
Into masculine disdain...

Like the distance to death
You can't impress
Upon the cultural
And the seemingly
Limitless
Valor, of grievous
Intent
Remaining nobly
Lugubrious....

Two points, for a blow
To the chest
The jousting a manner
Of glaring unrest
When your nobility
Is put to the test
And the Love
Of a damsel in distress
Is on the line
And
Inevitably defines
The voice
Inside your head....

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)