I need
not even ask you
where you are, what
you do. I would find
you
even then, in every
fall of a leaf, in
every slither of the
wind.
Monthly Archive for September, 2004
Business As Usual
Posted in Verse on Sep 23rd, 2004
You asked me once
what I had
since I was never
there for you
anyway, but then you
were gone
again
before I had breath
for words; back to your
preoccupation, or forward
to your next agenda.
And so the right
time
for answers passed
into future remonstrance,
victim to what remained
unspoken.
Suddenly
I find my joys shuttered
behind the dance
of a firefly
snatched into a paper cup;
a stranger I feed on
through the palm of the hand
I hold over the brim
lest it spill out
and leave me to my
desolation
Long Ago & Far Away
Posted in Letters on Sep 27th, 2004
I’ve always thought it was a terrible thing to fall in love as deeply as I now love you. I’ve always told myself I wasn’t cut out for such a love, for I have always valued the self-control I’ve acquired over the years of…let’s call it hard living. Over these years, I’ve learned much […]
