in honor of the month.. here is something old.
Be.Leave.
Be: you, T-shirt. the movies. running.
you and your shorts. you sleeping
you in my every-so-often dreams
that's enough for you?
Leave: you, logical. keyboards
you and the right answer
you, with some kind of unbalanced weight of hope
that i wrapped up in your t-shirt and shorts
you leave.
i want to be(lieve) what i thought you thought
i don't really know if you be.leave me
unbeliever.
i believe what i told you
and
i (want to) be lieve that what is
wrapped up in your t-shirt and shorts
will come back to me someday
it is enough. and it isn't enough.
1 comment:
Bravo!
It ought be poetry year.
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