to tell you
i've been meaning
to say
but i don't want
to burden you
with the feelings
at play
i want to be heavy
and ask for your heart
i want to be needy
and ask when we'll start
i want to know from you
what keeps us apart
but things keep getting
in the way
the world
the crime
the sickness
the dime
the time never is right
for us
is the push to-gether
to weather every obstacle
worth all that's possible
to make us us?
i wonder
(see)
I've perused this several times; enjoyable, lighter touch on the weighty subject. "untitled" - in my warped imagination - conjured an unwanted car (or possibly a lease or rental?) Non-commitment, certainly. As to the poem, the appearance is of mutual non-commitment in some degree. Or could the relationship be symbiotically defeating - a reverse mutualism? Things may grow apart as well as together. This is rambling on my part - merely notes on my thoughts, Well done, and I hope you are well.
ReplyDeleteI wonder . . . .
i like your summation. i wish i had eyes like yours, to be able to see past things into other things, and say it so well!
ReplyDeletei'll get there, one day. thanks :)