29 June 2011

December Poem

small minds
smaller worries
drink it up
as it flurries
friends converge
touch sights
fingers grasp
share this byte
like
rare meat
we take a bite.

wolves drool
sheep shudder
manes shine
i stare at them all
and smile in wonder
wonderful
wonderous
bubble
i wonder
if it might
reach above

conflicted
converted
pretend
pretense
disconcerted
diverted
deserted

well i tried
who says
what is wrong
all i've known
was feeling right
or not so level

stuck between
two or three
whoever
who knows
what will be
will just be
and tomorrow
take flight
when truth comes
who's right
and
we
all
ask
why

who brought us to this place?
all I feel
all I know
my glass
of red wine
keeps thoughts damp
minds blurred
even with level
of what may be
let it be
let me see
i know
we want
he wonders quietly
she beams for attention
eyes roll
rocks jingle
drinks drained
liquid courage

i know
we want
nothing more than
to hold the hand
of another
poet who knows it
and understands
how much can be
held
in
one hand

may not deserve it
ask if it's worth it
have we even earned it
or still need to learn this

nobody knows what we know
nobody sees what i see
nobody feels what this is
nobody shakes with anticipation
like we do
but here we are and
yes
we all know
we all see
we all feel
we all shake
like we do
and I just want to be loved...

don't you?

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