Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

yes, it's you
a year has taken its anguish and brushed softly your hair
a quick glance
how your belly shows
winter's passed
how your downturned eyes
hide latent fantasies

it's one glass of wine away
one aeon of experience gone
meetcha never at the corner that never was

one dream away,
one experience beyond
a corner without a turn:

it's you. us.
a distant fantasy living
close by.

the bus was waiting
but the passenger decided not to show
the road was clear
but the traffic was thick

alone together
in parallel worlds
comforting to see your face
though your back is turned

latent languishing sighs
unspoken, cartoon bubbles unscrawled
i might have made a joke
if only i'd dared to try

the bubble burst
when he threw
the stick in the
air,

smashed the mosquitoe
upon my puter screen,

7 minutes to forever,
where is that damn
bus????????????

latent fantasies
expectant urgencies
where did they all go
where did they all go
where
did
they
all
go