For the hold-outs
like me
for this courtship of love
waiting to be
I ask, “Why this pinnacle, this drive, to reach climax, at the top?”
Watching Murder Mysteries
the handsome young man, spurns the woman to kill
to retain her love.
She has a beautiful voice, and knows how to get things done
I’ve always let the wind blow me
but in the last year, there has been no wind, and no women
Different Seasons?
The Flowers are still young
and beautiful
but I am like the shifting sands
Unstable
A woman is capable of pouring me into a concrete foundation
She makes me solid
and then kicks it, to make sure I’m solid
All of my friends have gotten married
and love the structure imposed by their wives
“She schedules my day from 7 AM to 7 PM,” my friend said. “We have to go running at 5 AM. It’s my only window.”
He has two kids, and he looks at me, as if I have failed.
The form I would take at this time in my life, is a sandcastle, I don’t want to rule.
A woman is looking for an established man, and I am hoping to be anti-establishment
unable to be pinned down.
Rather than a fly, or some disgusting grasshopper
that leers at women, holding his beer and belly,
I’ll transform myself into a butterfly
I am a lazy caterpillar who loves to eat
who enjoys going slow
dreaming of flight.
Now, my many bellies, are doing crunches
my mind is making plans
for lift-off
I am a dreamer
unable to be cast in any mold
unwilling to settle, on the ground
I sleep in the wind.
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