She Explains To The Uncomprehending Her Predilection for The Romantics

there's a rose gold patina or I truly wish there would be
in the morning when I look out
on a sea of trees

in a summer park
where in the dark
a lurid green flows from the security lamplight beams

so I imagine brighter scenes.

as if there would be
a castle up the service road out back

where in fact police cruisers circle around
and then go up it to downtown
where the condos glow.

and I think I will move there
when I have better luck  (the castle, that is)
and I will keep the refined sense

of the stories I grew up on
rose gold patina or not
and embroider them more deeply

though all around me rots.

mary angela dougla  5 july 2019