Oh What Have I Done

If I could say what you want to hear
Would you hear it?
I fear to say I fear fear
& would much rather stick my head in the sand
& wait for the sun to shine on you
But we both know that won't happen
Until we break this silence
& in breaking the silence
Words might be misspoken or misunderstood
Which in turn leads to an infinite loop of morbidity
Since we both as poets seem to feast on it
It leaves me to wonder
If I should buy you irises
Or maybe one day dress up in a blue bonnet
& write you a song or sonnet
Oh what have I done dog gone it
?


11:00 p.m. Monday, May 24th, 2010