Is an arrow
which pierced my heart
my love is a flower
growing with my soul

Your eyes are my mirror
Your arms my sweet embrace
Your words are my healing

Our time is the sealing
of our love's fate.

You're drugs on legs

jonesing

one
more
****
of you.
-

I gave up looking for love
several days ago
I rearranged my room
gave myself a different name
my heart's run away
now I need a place to lay
a purse or a nurse
these are what I crave
surely I can say
lovers
one after the other have come my way.

But I'm all done with that
a nurse or a purse is what I crave
take care of these
my final days.

Honoring commitment
or
Cutting your losses.
Knowing when to hold'em
Knowing when to fold'em.

When all is said and done
what do we become
old photographs
in an old slide show
with a distant relative
or an old friend
who gets your name
wrong
once again.

Goodbye Monday mornings
and Sunday night blues too

Goodbye failure and success

Goodbye to lovers
fantasies of strangers
strange lover's fantasies
too
Goodbye to all of you

Goodbye warm hands on
the shoulder
children's eyes which
long for reassurance
and all the tender souls
never healed through
all these tears
I guess it's goodbye
to you too

One can cry out in the
silence of dreams
and never be set free
Goodbye to these

Afternoon colors
winter spring fall summer
Full Moon, Mars
    Galaxies
Vivid colors true
Goodbye to you

Thoughts, ideas and striving
judgements about inadequate
functioning
Buying Buying Buying
    into
Goodbye to you too.

Parents aging
time lapse phorography
awareness of surroundings
bleeding into one another
it's all true
Goodbye to you.

I tried my best
but still
I darwined
out
next.