Found poetry
it isn't as though i am looking
for my missing piece to complete me,
but like i am missing
that nice roll-y companion that can go out with me
and discover the world and get into trouble
and tumble naked-wise into a field of dandelions
and laugh till my innards turn outwards,
and i think that there are soulmates
and i don't know what i am more afraid of--
that i am so picky that i will never find mine
because i dismiss him automatically,
or that i have found mine and i let him go
because of something stupid and small.
Posted by Matt at March 25, 2005 2:13 PM
