Poetic Interlude CXXI


By Tyler J. Yoder

O! You be Ryder – I’ll be Flyte –
I’ll gently go to your good night.
Travel through my antique land
Leaving footprints on the sand.
Bowl your heart right down the street –
We’ll see if it’s been shattered.
If my heart’s left incomplete?
Well, Dorothy Parker mattered.

Tell me I’m not Richard Corey:
Cast me in a brand-new story.

About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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