Between the ears

 At last it came that I saw the light

The frazzled one of dawn

Too many nights of being alive

But at least I have been born

And seeing you

I brushed my hair

My fingers like electric eels there

Carried your thoughts and dreams

Into my consciousness salmon swimming stream

I fished for you

Down the years

And thought I caught you

Between the ears

Hearing me

But when I heard you

And your poetry

I had to leave

abandon

All the false dreams of youth

And ill pursuit

For you write a line

And it's not cute

It's searing and real

And it shows how you feel

I lay down my pen

And rest my case