0 - Unfinished poetry 39

Why are you so God-damn complicated


Why are you here?
Why are we here?
Why do we care when nobody is near?
Can we not live without someone to love?
Is love too bad or is it all good?
Love is both and neither and all.
I am but an acorn in your world,
But from small branches reach hearts and minds.
Are you unkind or are you my kind?
Questions go unanswered when I am all alone.
I’m not seeing her today and she is not yet on my phone.
I am no leader.  She remains silent.
I am too quiet, yet my heart beats with violence,
Against my broken ribcage, waiting to escape.
The Dog Days are not yet over, but if we wait,
Maybe you will see that she is with me.
Who knows?  Not me, but maybe...



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