1.
the heart knows what it
wants even in defiance
of an object.
i have made myself
sick on the idea
of your face
but i did not
know you
from adam.
2.
i am wondering
in my slow way
if this makes you lonely,
to be
abandoned
to the garden of my mind
where everything
in the blue moonlight
has turned to seed.
3.
oh my love
oh my love
on whom
can i pin you?
within what restless wind tunnel
can i
fix your echo?
within what can i divine you?
4.
i looked at my shadow
in the rush of water
the water had come down
a mountain--the stream had
swelled
against itself
i saw the brief false indent
my shape had made
against the light on the water.
5.
vanesa you left
a room inside my heart
i closed it off to you
grateful and angry
to have felt something
with a name as distinct
as that of love.
time wore down
the walls until
the tiniest rekindling within them
burned them away.
heart, what will you do now?
heart, how will you ever learn?
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