waiting for the lights to appear
in a vacant lot
icicling vaguely...
vacillation
anticipation of a new lover coming...
a return of a previous lover ever wanting..
denied.
fantasmic heart splayed, laid....
a conversion, your dispersion,
go hide in a hole
turn yourself upside and then down some
for i will not look to find you,..
and you know.. i wont look
but in my heart, it must yearn for yours still
though i do not want it.
similarity,
popularity,
and then again some,...
most unfortunately....
so vacillate wildly in your spinning round.
but oh so very unfortunately,
so very unfortunately,
is you.