Man Overboard

 

All the woe-begotten, joy-besotted

Debutantes

Wait for him

And what he wants

When he wants it

 

She is not about to find him

In the archives

Where the history of the world

Hides behind him

And the women who could never

Possess or unwind him

Make a play to be what defined him

 

They are not of consequence

 

All the faith-forsaken, overtaken

Hypocrites

Wait for him

Where the future sits

In its bits and pieces

 

She is keen to see what time

Releases

From the dungeons

Where the history of a man

Comes and bludgeons

Him

And the visions that could never

Cast him asunder

Make a play to be what becomes under—

Stood

The way she wishes it would

 

The way it never could

Once

It had been done

 

 

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Love’s Orbit

 

As you turn

Toward and around

Each other

You are star and sun

Spinning circles of bright wonder

Over and under

The dark space of time

 

Where there is no one else

In the emptiness

You burn for each other

 

In a dance you can’t rehearse

You spin galaxies together

For better and for worse

You are now your own universe

 

Love has a fierce and perfect orbit

Once you enter

Whatever circles

Must come from the center

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