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aging restlessly in his recent

reprimand

flails 'The Fall Fitter'

his quest though undenied

makes some claim for which

to further expand

heavily now, into the mirage

so flies, this Fall Fitter

to be a man in the hours of man

carries a heavy weight

under which even the least masculine

must come to stand

and in his new untried harness

he too so struggles

this unfamiliar Fall Fitter

and when frightening feminine demand

shrugs her idealistic robe

and takes a firm footed stand

she in turn tirelessly bashes

the most common of male beliefs

even those of the startled yet unflinching

Fall Fitter

for he is not immune to the coming of the age

in such a said sad society of love, war, hate

and rage

all manage though somehow to balance out even

if most fearfully within the silent, innocuous

wisdom of this disenchanted Fall Fitter

so while towering in the often down cast

borrowing courage from the elusively uprooted

mass

stands not quite yet proudly

the slightly mistrustful Fall Fitter

though he may be labeled as the weakling's strong

he can not be as well completely nor dead wrong

while spying the final exit

still standing so very calmly still

stays his quietly supportive mark

the once thought to be coward

my dear and oh so very reliable of all sirs

Mr. Fall Fitter

every last blushing bride's best eventual dream......

(June 25, 1995)