She gave me stability
Whether it was right or wrong
Something to hold onto
A thing to fight out
I had no value for turmoil
If I had chosen differently
Would I not want this?
Is my singular existence
Less than what I pictured
For myself then or now?
As I walked forward
The pink sun kept going down
In flashes I could not keep up
I saw her face longer hair here
A spirit guide?
I’m not sure but I wanted to avoid her
Still she came towards me
Not the one that I was looking for
She noticed the fast diving
Pink sun into the sea as well
Then without refrain or warning
Threw her arm around my neck
And we were walking together
Not sure who she would become
Many footsteps first over
A security fence and then down
Down, down into a
Greyhound bus station
We watched a man push a table
Picnic style out into the courtyard
From inside but kept walking
Not our circus
We were still figuring ourselves out
Into the airport and her flight
Was conveniently the same as mine
So I invited her to my friends house
Where we fell asleep together
I awoke to a see her in
A much shorter afro
What a gorgeous shock
When had she time for a haircut!
No matter it looked nice
I found my music equipment and
Decided to play a song
Not long before a band had jumped in
To join me in the living room
But it was over too soon
I was nervous anyway
I play the piano not the guitar
Still I would try
But not before someone
Invited themselves
To take my amps
We started up a game of cards
Frustration settled in soon
When my surprise was my demise
She was leaving as expected
She made new friends
No new news there
And I would be holding back
To ponder and gestate
Feelings of despair
Somehow I knew this
All from the beginning
Standing in the overview
Of a drowning pink sun
© GÄ
Poétique 