Hopeless

04/14/2004

Chronic ineptitude plagues the man

He's drowning in his head
as he impotently burbles
lackluster lyrics

Drugged by insomnia, senseless
his eyes wander innocuously
noting softening shapes

He waits sheepishly at a distance,
detecting a dauntingly vast void
larger than the space between

The tepid atmosphere turns
with a flurried final exchange
a rosier shade of ashen gray

You're adorable, she says
in her glance and her smile,
if he can believe his eyes

Reluctant he retreats
optimistic
yet without hope.