Leeping to Meet You

Hooked and pulled by a fly fisher’s line,

flipped inside to out.

Burning over my skin-crackling fleshy

chemical reaction.

Drawn from my whirling dervish belly

erratically dancing.

Flung pieces radiate centripetal feeling

wherever we connect.

        ~Volpini Amentum Arete Anemone

Poets Poetry Poems Relationships Sex Express Expression

COMMON ground

		ORGANIZED distracted…
		ALL the TIME
		i LIKE iceCREAM.
		COME eat ON me.
		tender MAD.
		ME when I see YOU.
	INDEPENDENT DIFFICULT…	(CAN I BE ME?
	me too, i understand.	yes, be you.
	i work hard.	BESIDE YOU?
	COME WORK BY ME.	i can be me?
		YES, BY ME.)
	THINKER DREAMER.
	i can relate.	Ok. LeT’s
		gO gRoW oN
i work out, said she.	(I AM ME.	CgOrMoMuOnNd,
SO DO I, THOUGHT HE.	i like that. me too.	SaId ThEy.
I’M AN ARTIST, SAID HE.	YOU ARE YOU?
so am i, thought she.	not you, true.
	GOOD, APART.)
she: i play sports.
HE: COME PLAY WITH ME.	children?
	OF COURSE.
i am bored.	mountains lakes grass?
SO AM I.	IMPORTANT TOO.
i have passion.	you live them?
SO HAVE I.	YES, I DO.
COMPELLED CONSTRAINED?
for different reasons.
MINE ARE MY OWN.
keep your reasons.
HAVE YOUR OWN?
yea, have ones.