Dear mind-lover,
Never the life-partner:
What is it that you seek?
We could talk about anything out there
Forever, if only the clock
Left us alone.
But clocks have a better eyesight than I.
Was I the dirt
To scrape off your heart? A pacemaker
To crush?
A juice of life
That would have killed you?
One more crumb, and I would have crumbled.
