Yes
I think it's safe to say
I've always had a soft spot
for the poetic, the symbolic
grasp after, two independent ideas
apply meaning and significance
through shared traits, proximity
or even a similar patter
of names running down the hallway

I think it's an understatement to say
that I've always had a soft spot
for the poetic, the symbolic
As a child I remember
explaining to a peer that
My Problem
was in my mind, it made too
many
connections
too
fast
and that makes things
difficult to interpret
Of the sea of possibilities
you're expected to pick
just one
I always chose the one
that reminded me of something previous
Snow is to cold, as square is to rectangle
But not always,
but enough.

At this point
I think there is little else worth saying
because it's the only valid explanation
for why I would pull you
so strongly
into my life
Because I've always had a soft spot
for the poetic, the symbolic
No, you aren't poetic.
But neither is solid rock
and you should see
what they've written
about the mountains
Maybe there was something
something that reminded me
of something else
something before
something learned
but never practiced

And maybe
when I met you
my mind made too
many
connections
too
fast

And maybe
I settled
on the piece of yarn
suspended between the tack stuck in you
and the tack stuck in this something

God, do I wish my mind
made just a few less connections