[Dear] An artist runs naked
becomes known and revealed
Here it stands, raised in fate uncertainly sealed
A flag of you, A marker made
a ready-made serenade?
Would you know me in the dark;
Broken in pieces, fallen all apart?
I saw you before we never met;
in every man that quickened my body’s beat;
in every man that turn and said ready? set?
and emptied my contents openly on the street,
on backseats and grassy field or forbidden lakes
undulating figures in the stolen night
I saw you in the way he awkwardly asked for dates;
in the way he triumphantly laughed or sang that song just right;
I saw you in me; had to back up to a shadow and observe you nervously.
Could I even scramble courage, to approach you now?
Now, that your flag calls bolder than raised brow?
I was happy, I was fine, Emptiness became me
Perhaps we both declared and queried: can’t you see?
when Desire laughed and pointed
this silly girl’s disjointed…
Jill of every trade that distracted her from desires of the heart
that she repeatedly betrayed as if an art
And still the be-deviled being
unrelentingly whispers what I already know
sideways wincing and seeing
I am placating a diagonal tendency of forsaking what I sow
Tell me why you are this disruptively soothing
with your language learned, that your heart refined,
and spent your lifetime tuning.
If you are interested, I know you are worth pursuing;
I’d give you un-returnable time
More than a moment on my dime
Share that deathly space defined by arrow’s spine
Where hearts and lives are on the line.
I want you to know me as I know me.
I want you to hold her gently
I want me to know you as you know you.
I want me to hold you reverently
Under your flag, tell me you are available
step toward this stellar place so attainable,
to risk intertwining two lives rendered
yet still un-begotten and not formally tendered.