i dont say
anything
not really
but i do it
in a way
that gives
false depth
use of shadow
illusionary
meanings left
to the reader
upon closer
expectation
a mirage
always just over
the next hill
but truly
a blank expanse
asphalt illusions
of brittle hope

i know my
limitations
one track mind
on the verge
of another
heart on collision
an accidental
soulsmear
on her occidental
heartshimmer
using the light
to hide my flaws
hoping she
will overlook
my lack of looks
to see the lone
plum shaped bruise
of cardiac distress
feebly calling
her name in the dark