I met her on a carrousel we'd both been riding
all our lives. I felt my firetruck sliding
round and round and up and down
as I saw her in the distance on a camel
right next to a clown.

I waved
she glanced,
our ways of transportation danced
and slaved
and carried us
but never closer.

Exiting the vehicle in the middle of a round
is against the rules.

Remember when we used to just watch things,
stare at them, make them precious in our heads.
We lined up every single one.
We sat and scribbled on the back of paintings.
We pushed stuff together, our beds,
our lips. Now all we do is run.

The best part was when my heart rate went up,
the worst when I lost the need to hear
your voice.

I make different circles, different figures,
in ways others would not.

These figurines, unique and tender,
are more than anything, if anything, they're all I've got.

From afar
they look safer, more plain, almost the same.
like playing a very easy game
closer
chaotic in patterns
routine unseen
yet every thing seems clean.

If figures would be the first you see
I wonder how different this world would be.

I can't remember it,
don't even know if I want to.
I'm not sure where to sit
to let it sink in.

People never call me out
they never run and shout
my real name.

I feel they know we're not the same.
I know they feel we're not to blame.

My eyes, they close.
My name escapes my nose.
My ears alone can tell me
What my prisoned name must be.

You deserve your eyes less red,
a young gentleman to wed.
I cannot give solutions, at least
not intended ones.

I want your eyes to dry, lie
with you as we sleep, as we seep
away.

You trust my every word, involuntarily,
even though you have more to say.

As we stare once more, at last, for one last time,
we know,
when grateful, our eyes are most sublime.

Gradually gaining higher numbers.
Transcending
every object as a label sending
the unfortunate message that it is just one thing pretending.
Superordinate levels and their deceiving ways.
Label me a man, writer, lover,
crazy person,
label me as much as needed.
Why label traits, much deeper seeded,
as your own percept
instead of looking for the seed
itself in dept?