Sometimes you just
Have to accept
That the cards
Aren’t being dealt
In your favor
Or that you’ve
Eaten too much
Of too many
Things or even
That the evening’s
Date isn’t going
As well as
Planned that at
Some time you
Cash out push
Away or pay
The tab with
At least your
Minimum self respect
Still in tact
I wonder why
You kiss others
Is it because
I’m not there
Do they look
At you like
I do straight
Into your eyes
Like I’m staring
Down a charging
Rhinoceros stopping you
In your tracks
Or do they
Look down or
Over or behind
Like they’re trying
To decide whether
To try you
On before buying
Or is it
That I’m too
Much I cherish
Too much I
Treasure too much
When sometimes you
Just want to
Be a commodity
Casually bought and
As quickly traded
For someone else
Sex is sex
Sex as verbs
Not as nouns
Casual sex or
Hookup sex seems
To be centered
Around a destination
Sometimes you get
There together and
Sometimes one of
You is delayed
But love making
Love making is
An adventure a
Journey where delays
And cancelations cause
Side trips and
Day trips and
All other kinds
Of playful exploration
To me there’s
Nothing worse than
Simply getting somewhere
When the getting
Somewhere is usually
The best part
Dreams are where
The lazy live
If you don’t
Chase something then
Don’t expect to
Ever catch it
What is possible
Is almost always
Certainly never probable
That is what
Dreams are for
They carry us
Beyond the real
Beyond the now
Into a place
Called simply maybe
It is there
In that place
Let me live
There in maybeland
Where the possible
Becomes the probable
