Look Alive
Her glimpse turned into a stare because I looked alive
A hot wire in her engine ignites
Coils are fired and cylinders blaze,
rockets are fueled, a launch of pure passion from her
So cold in my veins
Gin in my tears running down my face,
ice forms when I remember a poet who had died, his name was Leonard
It was closing time for him and I was just opening myself
ββββββand broadening my mind, my horizon
I peered into my periscope, finding my alignment with a racer's eyes
I listen to his song and his voice
I blot out the world and forget her, she's not there to hug me like a real woman and she won't marry me
She just saw the deadness in my eyes
Wants to inject life into me for one wild night to purge and leave me
I have thoughts of Zen
I drift afloat to way back when
There was no lust back then
I hungered as a crazed wolf but I held onto my child toys
I played with other boys,
not liking them
I loved with girls as we pretended to hate each other,
They've kept my love alive and my heart in sync with all of nature
If I feel I am slipping into oblivion or a bygone existence
Look in the mirror, I tell myself
Look alive, like you were always awake
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Comments
Stellar piece Michael. You are most talented
Thank you, Poetess. Much appreciated β€οΈ