Missed Connection in San Francisco, CA: A Daisy

Musical Missed Connections

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

It’s been such a long time since I’ve featured a message from the San Francisco MC writer sx.  I have no good excuse other than geographical oversight (sorry!). The sx stories and poems sprouted up last winter and have been going strong ever since.  Interestingly, these frequent pieces of writing have resulted in a steady volume of commentary about the author, the subject matter of the writing, and the appropriateness of it on the MC. No banning yet – which speaks well of the people of San Fran.

A Daisy
Missed Connections in City of San Francisco
I

Maybe your lips said
That you’d wait for me,
And maybe on fences
You danced about deftly;

But what if I slipped
Away like a daisy
Whose stem had been clipped,
Whose petals were stripped
In vain, would that the last say
“She loves me.”

II

I sometimes think that none of this is happening.
I think I am on the cusp of dying, and it is sometime between two-thousand-five and two-thousand-nine.
I think I am shattered in a car wreck and waiting for the paramedics.
I think my life is flashing before my eyes, but I am going forward instead of backwards.
I think I am imagining my life as it would have been.
And I keep backtracking through these fake memories, trying to pinpoint the moment of the accident.
And I keep hoping it happened early enough, before everything got dark, before she stopped loving me, because I would like to think I am dying
A happy man.

sx

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