Showing some moment

Names, reported.. I don’t care.

Her doors and words, when she

first sees me

Translation unavailable

Learning a way to be capable

But I can’t, no remedy’s there

I need her, deep need, that simple

No math, no equation or meditation

Writing, trying to make myself forget

Fools ‘go-round, and I’m with the hat, suit, juggling senses

Looking up distractions, and I’m more with ardent heart

New reality and Road carved….

Write me a prescription, something – actually no, I’ll just to her go.

(10-14-23)