Whispered Essence

A mammoth jar

Lurks at the tail end

Of winding copper wire.

Patience, though often

Its own reward, will

Soon be compensated

When gravity prompts

Vital drops of liquid

that had once been vapor,

But has been cooled,

To finally plunge south.

Burns your tummy as
You holler hi-de-ho.

Lights go spinning

And all is quite well

Even though a massive

Headache is on the way.

You wanna dance?
Pay the musician.
You wanna sing?
Take another shot.

As always a little

Goes a long, long way.

Same with espresso.
It’s all about the gist.

Remember too much 

Is way too much.

Big Daddy meets Brick

Halfway on the landing.
Romeo spots Juliet in the crowd.

Red's bus heads toward

The border, one side his pain;

The other his release.

When it comes to the best.

No one waves a flag,

Chews the scenery,

Tries to dominate focus.

Instead, they animate

Just enough

To offer a hint,

A subtle clue:

Allowing what’s underneath

To blink and murmur;

To inform, then activate

Another journey on

That whispered essence.