This poem is about wanting to be with someone that you know you'll never be with. I was trying to figure out what it was that I liked so much about the particular person, but I wasn't able to figure it out.
dont really need one, just that some poems are based on life arent they?
An early poem but one of my better early ones.
Lot of word plays here that I think work.
Isolation and loneliness. It happens even in a room full of people.
Just a few random thoughts on a lonely night...
Ah... dreams are so sweet and yet to wake up is to hate them... heheh, i'm becoming a bad philosopher!
circa 1996
