Like all the men
I've ever adored...
You whispered it'd be complicated,
Like those numerous times before...
(All titles of songs by Mercy Me)
Goodbye ordinary, the time has come, I know...
Globs of beautiful romantic colors drip with ease...
down a vacant canvas thirsty for love and beauty...
America is in our cereal bowls
and on our T.V.s...
Another poem asking for the impossible.
Another night wishing you were here...
The observer and the observee are the same
but we cannot observe that at once...
some days
my thirst is so immense...
Trackers never track
until the tracking happens...
I am
a pendulum...
Beatings many,
love notes few...
Write them on the sand
Don't carve your words on the rocks...