Habitual Lover
Habitual Lover
If we chanced
traffic/ alternative routes
and past lifetimes to
meet up with each other.
I say—
What if we risked great leaps of
faith/canyons of logic
suicidal commitments
and aggressive loneliness…
Because we are ups and downs
in a long journey seemingly
going nowhere;
Been waiting at a yellow light patiently—
I’m not in a hurry to hurt.
The vows we made to each other
have been forged as all good rings
of pure (golden) truth;
Our diamonds earned by conflict.
Yet secrets—
Yours/ My fingers tired from waiting
Then tv dinners/ One player
video games/ Happy hours
by myself.
We dinner/we sleep together
And inside each other;
But take separate cars
even though we are headed to
the same place.
9.09.08
[Chester Kent]
Good