Month: April 2019

Vendor booth

We talk the
Same language
We seem to
Get along
We’re both
Starting over
Could there be
Something more?

But you only speak
When spoken to
And keep your gaze
Directly ahead
Even though I’m standing
Next to you
Do you know
If I’m even there?

The albatross around
My neck means that
Like you I’m supposed
To be here
Yet what beats
In my chest
Screams for
Your undivided attention
Amid the din
That surrounds us

Sadly you only
Accept major credit cards
The feelings in my heart the
Only currency I can give

Astronaut

I’m new here
Arrived a short time ago
I have a lot to do
So I can’t
Think about
What I left behind

There’s so much
To see here
But not enough
Of me to know
Everything
So I must
Walk away from
Unfocused curiosity

And in the distance
I see a glimmer
As I get closer
I realize it’s you–
First contact

I’m speaking through
A fishbowl whenever
I try to tell you
What’s on my mind
I’m listening as if
I’m underwater
As you try to say
Whatever it is
You’re trying to
Tell me

You gesture to me
A few times
But I’m not sure
What you mean

With every step
I take along
The outer edges of
Your life
I can’t find a way in
Even though I can
Clearly see nothing
Between us

Then you walk away
And I’m not sure
If I can ever
Start over again
Because I know
Too much time
Has passed for me

Time to move on

Buff

If we got into
A fist fight
You could probably
Seriously injure me
If we got into
A duel
You could probably
Kill me
But today
I carry kryptonite
Because the card
I just revealed
From my deck
Says to reduce
All your stats
To the bare minimum

Game over