I shared a look that you did see
Turned it on it’s side
Held it out in clear sunlight
Observed it as it shined
Then in an instant dropped it to
Your other hand to give
Me back the look I dared to share
Unrequited and un-moved.
It took a while, alone I sat
To shake the shock from my back
Realizing what had just passed
What message I had just received;
It was not that I felt no sadness
No, nor that it mattered little to me,
But I had to understand there was
Only one way to respect our nature –
Cosmic ordinance of this universe –
That left my look and yours departed.
Tag: unrequited
Floating Tragedy (day 1146)
My heart floats into a tragedy
Like cats painted on my baby boys nursery wall.
Destined and predetermined
And midnight moon lonely.
Don’t scare me.
Don’t listen to those lonely secrets.
Don’t float the note, sealed in the
Hand-crafted sailing boat down the community stream.
Don’t cry the grass alive
From your lonely tower.
I’m a birthday balloon
From cheap dollar store blues.
My heart floats on into tragedy.
A single bill with no underlining.
I’m a water and chips
At the liquor store diner.
I’m on the lonely side of uncomfortable fabric.
And my heart floats into unrequited tragedy.
And your loose limits
Are crying my name.
Float (day 197)
Float on the brackets and the new vectors
Float on the myriad of reverberations
Who’re
Tucked neatly inside the folds of your worn, brown jacket
Float with the wings of the countless
Float with the angles of omega
Who’re
Tucked neatly inside the folds of your worn, brown jacket
Float along the musty banks of hallowed rivers
Float along the degenerating plastic islands
Who’re
Tucked neatly inside the folds of your worn, brown jacket
Float through the cold towers with screeching edges
Float through the unrequited laughing faces
Who’re
Fighting to be neatly folded inside your worn, brown jacket