Our Hello Was Goodbye

You had reasons.

It was something of a convenience,
Borrowed time in which you resolved
A crisis of existentialism.

I had excuses.
And I spent my time
Finding the mind’s inclination for rationality.

Reasons and excuses pushed us forward,
Grew our differences.
Yet sometimes, in stubborn mystery,
It is so difficult to say


That Charcoaled Veil Of The Night

Quietly on your front porch.
We’ve been tracking the march
Of the moon across this night sky,
How late it has become tonight.

Closer sitting.
You whisper your thougts to, and
I release my wishes to, allof those
Glittering stars up above.
How unfathomably far away they are.

Closely sitting.
That charcoaled veil of the night
And its scattred lights,
Outlining the pattern of sparkles
in your eyes, unrivalved.

You stare a little longer.
I lean in a little closer;
As the moon reaches its height
So must you go in for this night.
And your farewell to me tonight, oh.
In expressible – your lips meet mine.

Originally written
5 February 2004