When We Fall

I have lizards in my house

Like the side of Grecian urn

Move your body like the blood

Off an ascot, made for moonwalkers

Ruined on the forth of July

Another month in paradise

And I’ll ride my motorcycle

From Michigan to Rio, stopping

Wherever there’s a beach

Bar bands and blood

Breathing free without cigarettes

At twenty one

*originally published in Southern Champaign County Today (2025)