What beautiful time
What sore, unexpected sight and sound
What an ironic meeting of minds
then eventually eyes
on an unassuming Wednesday in December
What troubling, compulsive imagination
obsession with potential
is seated on my shoulders
How confusing
and how hopeless the thought
that remains thought
And what relevant means of unspoken expression!
What other way to say?
What tail, the veiled magnetism
What relative syntax and emotion
This is fitting, seemingly fateful even
Yet, despite that
this is fruitless pretending
and as such it will remain