making wishes - things that won't come true
well i ask:
"why wish for something that could conceivably come true?"
what a waste of a wish
synchronicity and serendipity
laugh when youtube recommends
because I liked
thinking of you
again and again and again
everywhere and invisible.
perhaps you snort derisively
at my decadent flaunting of time-wealth
this waste of words
words are your work
words are your tools...
when you return home
i suspect you leave them in a sack by the door
where once i left my muddied boots
whole day trampling over dandelions
for you to pick thorns from my shoulders