Nothing is enabled to search for you,
after such a long time, a phone call misdirected.
Interrupting your company, a satisfied life,
not understanding literature, seeking refills.
When you flew, you flew far.
Eschewing an invitation to sit with me.
Navigating through the lost exam, intelligence trumped
but not to click with me, wasting decency.
After so long, I state my case.
Not expecting absence, or squared existence.
Children rising and calling you blessed,
a price to pay if I am eventually right.
Burning bicycles in the heat.
Bus in the exact destination trundles on regardless
of five, ten minutes, none of my business
forgetting disks, unlike my demeanor.
If things were favorable, I would
break your domicile, satisfy my ambition
stalled for so long, fearing another
injection to the heart, numbed to perfection.
Waking in the morning sun, settling scores
in the dawn chorus, blares against decorum
arrangements for the long run, stand permanent
hiding behind spouses, an enabled surprise.