Sunday, April 10, 2011

Remote Chances

click . . .
Our connection reigns
Turn a dirty face

click . . .
Feed the poor
Transmit the spore
Warm to the embrace
Kissing the face
     as it turns away

click . . .
The forcefulness of need
Truest love bleeds
The power stripped away
Love controls our lives today

click - - click
This thing is broken
The worry has woken
Still can't throw it away
Hoping it works again someday

click - click - click
We have patience still
You to ignore - me to feel
Trying to fill the time
Between meaningful moments

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