Lonely is when 
another one isn’t 
but alone is
when another one 
isn’t needed one 
feels it’s lacking 
whereas the other 
feels its full 
one doesn’t desire 
the other deserves 
at least that’s 
what scarcity says 
talking to abundance 

And so goes 
this the morning 
dark and coffee 
music and words 
touch long gone 
stars too and 
moon and I’m
left with nothing 
else except dawn 
to tickle me 
with quiet sun
and red lights 
as people pass 
in their hurry 

Many moments make 
a month one 
month just one 
now gone and 
never to return 
funny thing time 
is that it
is also distance 
for the longer 
that this goes 
the farther away
you get until 
I’ll be forgotten 
just like those 
moments of May

I will not 
love again one 
but rather all
for one rarely 
ever desires but 
all always deserves 

I can’t quite 
decide whether being 
gay or human 
has brought this 
heartbreak to me 
life promised things 
that all but 
soured starting out 
sweet and creamy 
that over time 
curdled into clumps 
I can abandon 
my attraction and 
whom to love 
but how does 
one abandon humanity 
I guess then
that one is 
always the other 
and that both
are the same