Do Nothing

by Paul Vangelisti

Do Nothing
for Richard Milazzo

Do nothing till you hear from me,
be it a common case of romance
or the jitters of nostalgia.

Don’t try considering our chances
to embrace a string of token hearts
after all the dizzy times undone.

Forget the words you’ve heard of others
displacing years of shuffle and neglect
with more extravagant pleasures.

Do nothing till you hear from me
replacing any traces in advance
of a passion for poverty.

Someplace a perfect stranger might mischance
impressing with entrancing harmonies
and anything else unsung.

Do nothing especially confessing
to an age too old for facing
the taking of toast and tea.