maybe what i need is a good book
to take my mind off my life: i can
enter someone's mind and wonder
what dire straights causes this poor
writer to write such strange beings
a book would help my escape from
this dullness i now feel, this force
that wants nothing more than to
reach across and send a simple text
on "how was your day" and wait
for the simple response: that will
read as a shakespearean sonnet
to my heart and mind: why is it so
hard to let go when in fact we knew
so little of each other and yet faced
so much in each other: yes, what
i need is a book or better the simple text from my being
