Wanted

August 20, 2010 at 9:20 pm Leave a comment

A poster in the window of a passing mobile home reads Wanted: Meaningful Overnight Relationship. I wrote this poem in response.

Wanted:
meaningful overnight relationship
Seems to imply, doesn’t it,
that others are out there seeking
unmeaningful ones.
And what would that look like
if you were a kid with a carton
full of crayons and a blank page
waiting?

Wanted:
meaningful overnight relationship
involving sex or soft kisses
on the insides of my thighs, maybe.
Reminds me of that VW ad
the one that says
Drivers Wanted, but
neglects to mention the money
that’s wanted too;
is there always something hidden
does there have to be?

And what happens when it’s morning
does the meaningful relationship end?
Or is that when the unmeaningful part begins.
And just to clarify:
Unmeaningful isn’t the same as meaningless
in case you thought
my English sucks (which it might or might not).
Unmeaningful implies there once was meaning
then it died.
Meaninglessness, on the other hand,
is more like a corpse that never lived.
A stillborn babe.
A broken memory.

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