Monday, October 12, 2009

(craigslist) poems

i never used to go into the USO for lunch.
i had no idea that it was open to the public.
My partner
(law enforcement)
and I went in about 3 weeks ago and met you.
You were as beautiful as any woman
ever could be.
Intelligent and witty.
You are very friendly so we struck up a conversation.

I think about you all the time.

I hate the weekends
because I know I will have to wait
until I see you again.
You are always nice, but you probably don't have a clue that I feel this way about you.
I know I am just one of so many people you talk to on a daily basis.
I just had to send you my thoughts
even if you never read Craigslist.


I can't bring myself to tell you what I want you to know.


october 12th
2009

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shoe carnival w/ your son

You will know exactly who I am if you are reading this.
All I ask is that you tell me what color my hair/blouse was today.
You went outside to talk to your friend.
I was hoping
the looks
we were giving each other

ever

so

briefly

would lead to a conversation.
The timing was all wrong.
You are all man.


I don't care what vices you have
that chemistry doesn't happen often.

october 2nd
2009

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