See by timechaser
See me like them if you wish
whoever they are
See me like him
whoever he is
I know you have
See me that way
and say you must
because too much
made broken
too little
made interest
too late
made love
surface like a dream alive
while the waking world
sleeping.
See me from afar
as I wish you by my side,
peering into space
but in my mind
lying with a comfort
synthesized
imagining a moment
whispered truest words
nourishment which goes
See your plan
and what it’s done
for those who utmost share
See your life
with me now wrested from
by hook and crook and wear
by poison to my health
and damage to the gift
that truth does make the vision clear
when narratives amiss
meticulous were you
in stitching out my stay
stitching in your pieces
those prefered of sway
See me so conveniently
and dare you mention pain.
Did you even try to lift
one from my day-to-days?
Ask me why I carry some
instead of liquidating right?
To insist what’s underneath
should someday see the light
The quiet travesties of time
the records of our minds
the real of emotions
circumstances forced belied
The substance of our lives
the most very fertile soil
nurtured by your woman
forgotten by your girl
I saw you sometimes
through the color of my fear
I always found my courage
and now perhaps
with drops of yours
that maybe you would want to see me
in the color of such sorrow
seldom shown
The Philadelphia Missed Connections was a feed I closely followed. I rarely came across pieces that had a name attached, but the quality of the messages always caught my eye.
