My unrequited love
Still a friend
I'm invited
To watch my love be given away
The cliffs you dance on
Are not nearly as hazardous as you claim
But I'm waltzing with solitude
And gambling with the old maid in hand

I don't want reality
Just
Some facsimile that provides
Me with the emotions
Necessary to write

Once
Again
I find myself
Kicking time around
Like
A tin can waiting
For inspiration
To fall out

You are
A bur
Stuck to my
Fleece socks
Each
Stroke of this pen
Writes
Your name
I haven't
spilled a drop
of ink in months
In which
You are not contained

You plant
A seed in me
Every time
I see you and
Spring is coming

when
Man is lost
at sea
the surest of life
rafts
is a good Dog

Tell me
Of the ocean
That swells
And recedes as
It gives your words form
A single sunbeam
And
I'll sell all I own
Because
There is no price
I will not pay
For a seat at your table