Guff

How to hold a line steady,

only few know so well.

I share with a slowness

to be authentic, not to repel.

I have my little set

of fables and day tales.

I'm saving them for those

who won't mind them if they're stale.

I know I don't release too oft

the driftwood of my mind.

But that barely means I can't shore up some

for those who'd be so kind.

Imagine the days wasted

on listening to someone drone,

like the guff of Jabberwocky!

I prefer baritone.

Humor me here,

small talk isn't worth the truth

that gives my life the wonders I found

from trusting my shy youth.