Needing a map

The philosophy and otherwise irrelevant ramblings of a struggling poet.

Friday, February 21, 2003

The words I love you fling
Themselves from my mouth
At anyone
At random
Hoping to stick to someone
Who understands

Tapping on shoulders
Imperatively questioning
Anyone
Anyone at all
Running from this one to that
Yelling aloud

Pinball machine bouncing
From one
Person to
The next
Finally exhausted
They fall

Tentatively
I pull the button again

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