unloving you

when all the words i mean,
can't be put into words i could say
nothing remains as deep as the beat,
surfacing to a feeling, a thought
becoming you, everything else
has gone, you remain in the nothing
i've become, i wait for something
less tragic, less real than this deep
longing to become someone else,
who doesn't know you, you could love,
but could not fall desperately over
into the depths of who you are

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

getting pulled in by something that is sad yet compelling.

[highonwords]

thank you, kl, for the visit and comment

steph

[Alfred Kukitz]

Great commitment to the idea of being filled with his nothingness.

Regards,
Al

[highonwords]

hey al - thank you for the comment and visit

steph

[redzone]

Steph, there is something that pulls at me every time I read one of you poems but do not know how to form a comment... sometimes your poems, like this one, leaves me tongue tied...

for me the poem centers around these words/lines: everything else
has gone, you remain in the nothing
i've become, i wait for something
less tragic ...

redzone

[highonwords]

thank you, my friend, for the wonderful comment and visit

steph