Yet again, sweet tweets

you are online

I’m Out of sync

The distinct district silent

Dwells strictly in sixes

I dreamwalk

Published tricks

This silence that i feel

This silence that i see

Is just a pimple

I am in distress

Did i say too much simply?

I keep writing equilibrium, rewriting honorariums

Where my thoughts gather the rain clouds

Where i can stand somewhere loud

Find the silence in the atrium

Where i can write you a letter from Havana

Without a care

Plagiarize

And say

I must love my heart

Because that’s where i will find you

Everytime i miss you

Click and send

And wait for your eyes

To say wow that’s cute and nice

I keep staring at the phone wondering if at all

It would be appropriate to hear your voice-smile

I keep searching for that perfect phrase,

That turn of words that will…

Well but i lie,

I keep seeing you sitting across me

Playing with the meat in your order

Asking,

Probing

Making conversation

I keep seeing myself thinking

Moer, you are beautiful

Except to put it in tongues, i fail.

In my eyes all you retrieve is your eye-mail

I keep writing hoping inside the box that these feelings will subside

I want to hide them

I want to conceal them

So that to see them

Would be a surprise

That’s the problem

It’s this surprise that I cannot hide.

And so
I chase little cupids
with we wont move placards
in the playgrounds and parks
nestled in my heart's meadows and lands
My world, your world and maybe your paradise