Nihilism

love took you there;
it flung you back here;
will fling you there again –
after a while, it’ll be
here, there, in between
sun, moon and rain.

Look At Me

And
If you just looked at me,
Really looked at me,
Your eyes would meet mine,
I would see me in you,
Would feel you in me,
The oceans would still,
The moon would turn its face,
To give us the moment;
And
If you smiled at me,
A half smile with no teeth,
Just a turn of a corner,
Of your lips, dry and soft,
And
When that reached your eyes,
The oceans would move,
The moon would shake,
The night itself would smile,
And
I would smile back;
And
The rest would not matter.

Why Would I Again Choose?

Why would I again choose?

Why indeed but to lose

All of those simple things,

Like love’s mean fairy rings?

 

The sun set a while ago,

Time dispels her quiet woe,

The stars are veiled tonight,

They can’t cast their soothing light;

 

The moon is guarded too,

Tonight she begins anew,

A new tale, a new spin,

Where again I won’t win.

 

All I sought in all this black

Was for love to love me back,

Since it can’t the way I choose,

I’ll just get ready to lose.