just past the silver lining

Of three butterfly kings and one little moth
Of shoes dropping like so many hail stones
Of hastily slipped secrets and gleaned ideas
That’s what my day consists

And what about the darker side?
What about the beds I’ve slept in?
What about ring I wear?
Already wedded to art and idea

There are places I’ve been
There was before a today
There are friends and fiends just behind me
And no leashes fit me

So sunshine you may think
But do you see only the silver lining
A thought to think when you look in my eyes
A big front has a big back