She’s distracted* byHe wondered why he’d /
never had the chance to grasp/
her in a slow dance.
It was late at night./
He wondered: was she trying/
to seduce with words?
He often wondered/
if he would ever have the/
thrill of thrilling her.
He wondered how she/
felt, deep, about being both/
muse and oracle.
I dream of her in /
wonder, and wonder what I/
could do to move her.
OR
I dream of her in/
wonder, and wonder how I/
could move her to me.
And it was art.
Today I walked
Alone
Where you were pink
And wore my deck.
(I’d forgotten
you were talking
to someone else
on the phone).*
And I wondered
Why we couldn’t
Walk that way
Again.
*Added the next day when I saw the photo of her wearing my hat … and talking on the phone.
The wonder of a/
child looking out train’s windows/
helps me see clearly.
I wonder if this/There are many who/
are wondering. The answer?/
Yes. I’m coming back.