put p(l)ainly

were we ever
more than mutual mis-
understanding?

tiny bright
pinpoints, or

pieces of a past
constellate my
black internity.

i felt sunlight, today
but only in a
first few layers.

i smiled back
from outside edges.

from a great twilight horizon.

from a silhouetted façade
mirage-masked across
a sea of empty p(l)ains.

day ran away
on no legs &
cement block feet

home at last
but my head's still
down your street

skip skip skip
repeat type
type type delete

elaborate dis-
traction
easy redirected
attentions & all

those little ways
a long gaze
can be averted or
avoided

quick scan from
head to toe &
quicker flick to
another show

stares drill into
a cold shoulder

& it's not wrong
to want a him
who just wants
to hold her

tight or down
against a wall
a long night
or a short
crawl toward
understanding
or morning
or acceptance
or reciprocation
or
or
or