Words activate something in me
even if I’m just thinking, not writing.
So I soon find myself back at the keyboard.
It seems that my life’s been a series of keyboards.

My motor’s always running—I idle fast.
But I’ve been untying my intellectual shoe-strings recently.
Dissociatively avoiding intellective pursuits,
and embracing entropy (since school ended).
It’s been relaxing—I’ve felt new to my body.

There’ve been happenings lately,
particularly in the nocturnal theater of romantic nights.
My bf Peter’s here—trying to look impressed by an under-grad degree. He’s a pretty good actor—for an amateur.

We’ve been interrogating the richer aspects of love,
testing it’s configurations you might say,
with constant motions and lush indulgences.
We’re savoring this temporary freedom,
devouring it, like mindless carnivores.

Peter lives in Geneva, you see, while I’ve been in New Haven.
If I’ve learned anything, in my ivy league, senior year,
it’s that you can’t cheat closeness with virtuality.
He may have a new job in New Jersey and I'll be in Boston.
I've already calculated a year’s travel expenses from
Logan to Liberty and back 52 times = ~$62k. Make it so.

I'm an enumerator, I count everything
—the left facing croissants on a tray,
the days Peter and I have been apart,
and the modicum of hours we’ve had together.
I’m somewhere on that obsessive-compulsive bell curve,
and I’m a Libra, uncomfortable in an uneven world.
Perhaps there's no shame in this.

I wonder sometimes, when we’re separated, if we’ll still work, when
we’re reunited, and then, like sunlight can suddenly define shadow,
we can see that it does.
That love is more potent than wine.

I dream of things I can’t have—yet,
like the life I’d like to live—someday.
Hey, I’ve something to look forward to.
.
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Songs for this:
Love Train by The O'Jays
Easy by The Commodores

You say I’m beautiful, I look away shy,
Like I’m still that girl, when you first caught my eye.
Your words, still electric, they flutter and burn,
And cheeks that should know better still blush in return.

You laugh and you tease, “Still crushing on me?”
I just grin and nod, ‘cause how could I not be?
The butterflies stayed, they never outgrew,
This love that still flutters, still flusters for you.

We've never met
And yet, I can see the sun in your hair
It reminds me of my mother.
We've never met
And yet, when we take a breath of air
It is in sync with one another.
We've never met
And yet, I can hear your laugh like a sweet pear
It is just like my big brother.
We've never met
And yet, I know you because you know me
Human and raw and alive.
We've never met
And yet, I fear for your life
It is nothing like mine.
We've never met
And I'm hoping your still alive;
It is war-ravanged, your home, in Gaza.

Maybe I will have a drink at a party with my friends,
And yeah, we’ll probably talk about how it was never going to work anyway.
We’ll laugh, and we’ll dance, pretending we’re fools,
And maybe someone asks to buy me a drink.

Time will freeze.
My smile will falter, just barely,
Feeling the ache before the butterflies,
Because moving on never really means forgetting,
                   Does it?

Today I got a hug, out of the blue                                                             ­     
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and it even came with an "I love you''                                                            ­    
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Such a simple kind gesture                                                          ­                                                  
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  It brought me such pleasure                                                         ­                     
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It picked me up when I felt down                                                             ­                       
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  turned my day totally around                                                           ­                 
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  Just when I thought no one cared                                                            ­            
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someone loved me, someone shared