The Kiss

A kiss on the mouth with a hesitant question…eyes
ask and lips simply do what
lips do…where are you now?

 

I am where I never want to be
on the edge of knowing…
nothing.

I see inside but can’t look for long, can’t
tarry and stumble around, can’t
wait for the show…where are you now?

 

I am where I never want to be
on the edge of knowing…
something.

The sun fades into night in faceless windows, out
of noiseless clouds, under it all I
want to see but…where are you now?

 

I am where I never want to be
on the edge of knowing…
the wrong thing.

Little clocks talk back and forth, watching
each other spell the beginning of
the end…where are you now?

 

I am where I never want to be
on the edge of knowing…
everything.

 

I sound disjointed in my own head…can’t
hear the difference but press on,
because…where are you now?

I am where I always want to be
on the edge of knowing
you.

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