“What’s In a Name?”

I sat in a coffee shop

                                            – table to myself –

prescribing meaning to the books I've read

"What's in a name?"                                        she says to no one

I check the scansion – notate accordingly

 

Absurd, one calls it

                                    – accordingly –

green faced with horns and raspy voice

                                                        "What's in a name?"
she winks at the audience

I observe the feet – see where they lead

 

Projections over memory                                                   – play

against our ideas of Saint Louis

"What's in a name?"                   shemuttersifonlytoherself

I play against the readings … acting the intent

 

"What's in a name?" I take time to develop

"Whatsinaname?" I throw away in lieu of pace

"W h a t ' s i n a n a m e ? " I whisper as to forget

"What's in a name?" I say

                                                      knowing he'll hear

 

Knowing, not responding

Listening, not upstaging

Acting with

                                                           not at

I take my time – and have my moment –


In the light