Saturday, February 5, 2011

Missed Connections

Lady on the bus with the red outfit and large red hat: There is an exploit to the universe and you are the key.

Woman and man doing the crossword together on the park bench: Tumble with the inevitable chaos and drink in the pale liquor of the once forgotten world. Smudge your fingers with delight and lick the ink like a lollipop.

Man running through Balboa Park without a shirt: You are a cliche of your own devices, your muscles reflective and questioning in the afterthought of this run-on sentence.

Little girl with golden brown hair, holding your mother's hand in the grocery store with such a delicateness: Breathe deeply and open your eyes to the myriad of choices before you.

Couple making out next to a boarded up Blockbuster's: Kiss the nape of eachother's next until goose bumps appear.

Reader of this poem: Keep close to the ones you love; cherish the random encounters in your life because one day you won't wake up.

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1 comment:

  1. So, so good.

    (And "good" not like a polite girl, but mint tea on a summer evening.)