THOUGHTS

in four parts

part one:

do i spend lifetimes waiting

for the easy step of your feet,

to turn on their heels and leave

the gap between my teeth?

part two:

i do,

and i have

no reason to

be waiting 

for it.

("so turn a new leaf")

part three:

i never knew i was

intoxicated with the

memories of broken

things, until you told me

i could never be back

there again.  i felt so 

relieved, to know all 

my winding dreams

were inconsistent with

the reality of this place,

and with you.

part four:

my heart hurts.

below my breast

it waits for your hands

to console, and your lips

to ease the emotions

that always get me.