A strange dissipating girl has gone missing. Her father can’t seem to remember where he placed her. He thought she was leaning against the wall, next to the red-clogged drain. He and his wife wear matching snarls and necklaces of soft white baby teeth.
The sky seemed strange
still so large
eyelash dangled
between
orange-blue-orange
clouds
It’s so strange how
you pound in my head
when you’re not around.
Wish I could see you,
do you think more of me?
Just wait, think and wait.
Patience, I will sit and wait.
Every time I think it’s over
I come over and end up all over…
Laughing, touching, all that’s required is here,
in your face, smiling and unafraid.
Maybe this time.
Maybe this time.
Maybe this time.
Maybe this time
I’m ready this time…
All we are, moments tangled in time,
I only think of you.
Can’t get us off my mind,
how strange…
