devastation at a glance
miscommunication of virtual chance
irreversible misappropriation of fun
all like the gull of Gilgamesh
pot luck on a shoe string budget
some would claim word play to soothe
the restless mind of a lonely word addict
mere physical ailment of aimless intent
where hast thy eye its focus last sent
why where else but
to that one so beloved face
from whom his photograph
continuously sends me
an entire battery of
his 'Looks Of Besiegement'
still
my love ever remains
(at least for the next 26 and a half days)
no less
mere mud on his boots
perhaps pure treason
for such emotional upset..................
(Oct. 31, 2010 448am)