In that close boundary between
thinking and feeling,
the one and only thing that pulls at you
are their zippered mouths insufflating,
so you'll snack memories
to temporarily satisfy yourself
like the bear at the zoo waving for
dog-food from the dispenser,
and intuitively know not to
put any words to it yourself to make it worse.
Either way, caution is the expectation,
and in this skeptical world
their alien motives are somewhere
lost in confusing rooms,
but understand it's because they're *******.
Because they are selfish, self centered and arrogant.
Because somewhere along the way
we unexpectedly become people
intimidated by their youth and beauty.


Sara Fielder © May 2020