The Chorus

Inside your skin

you are somehow 

carrying with you

a gate to another world 

I didn’t know 

a man could do that 

in a lifetime of seeing

the invisible 

that is nothing I’ve seen 

before.

You’re certainly full 

of strange qualities 

heretofore unknown to me

which will draw me in

faster than the percussion sound 

of a shot

because I always desire

to get to know 

the unknowable.

Just ask my friends 

if we see an escalator 

to the uncharted 

I’m already on it

some have gotten over 

the yelling from the top

wringing their hands 

stage of friendship

and sunk into 

resignation.

So that’s why 

the moth wings of me

are beating on the 

edges of you

with a few members of the chorus 

gathered around with their bright eyes

and their masked faces

the dedicated few 

who like to watch my adventures

hoping that once again

I’ve found something 

to marvel at.