Had I
only wished
you then
here you’d
never be
wishes come
and go
like late
night men
like clouds
they gather
and clash
causing thunder
and rain
their desire
once done
they sail
away repeating
this with
someone else
but you
I wanted
and conjured
my very
own genie
keep your
wishes for
it’s you
I want
not them
Category: Friendship
WishWant
Now rather than
wishing I’m wanting
having finally figured
out the who
I have found
that wishing entertains
while wanting determines
it’s as though
I now see
what is possible
like switching on
satellites to scan
my little universe
and now uttering
oh and ah
and I wonder
if and might
wanting is one
step closer to
having and miles
away from wishing
Voice (to Muenster)
Having crawled
back from
the abyss
and having
been one
to have
fallen in
I know
too well
the voice
of friends
from above
hey you
got this
prayers don’t
always come
from within
Throat
The throat
more than
just pillar
atop which
sits Venus
connects that
which I
tickle to
that which
I hold
and there
is where
I land
moist whispers
and like
a drawbridge
sometimes keeping
in and
sometimes letting
out allies
and adversaries
Pattern
One leg two
woven they are
together like threads
from different mills
one deeply dark
the other light
crisscrossing the loom
our bed is
at once atop
and then below
creating a pattern
this heavenly print
only ever seen
from high above
by the angels
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 