Friday, February 12, 2010

Look but don't look.

love.

love.
love!
LOVE?
ready set
GO!
 
N


 the opposite direction
(since the other 1
isn’t working
)   the widened left eye
closed
for repairs.


Slits cut open for the right eye to breath.
to see.
the outstretched hands
heavy.
now
covering the ears
to prevent the hearing of words from both sides of the mouths of those concerned:


 Look.
  stop looking. 
Look. 
 stop looking. 
Look. 
 stop looking. 
 Look.
  stop looking. 
 Look.
stop looking.
  Look.

                                                                                     stop looking.
  Look. 

 stop looking. 
 Look.
  stop looking. 
 Look. 
 stop looking. 
 Look.
 stop looking.
  Look. 

 let it find you- be patient.
but keep looking. but stop.
                                                                      I'm concerned about you.  
                                                                      I have no one to introduce you to,
                                                                      though

keep looking.

stop.
                                                       I'm giving up on you.
                                                       you need to hurry up.
                                                       you need to put it in God's hands
                                                       you're not getting any younger
                                                       hurry up and take your time and find it



/    love.  /
not a priority any-
more
or
right now


(yes it is)

-- alexgeorge

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