My Conversation with Love
by Steven Craig
Where are you going?
Gotta go. Got to hide.
What are you going to do?
Run. Got to be someplace else.
Who are you?
I never found out. Got to go.
Who will you be?
Another nothing. Got to go. Must hide now.
Where will I look for you?
As far from your mind as I can flee.
How will I know you?
By the emptiness at the end.
Why did you fail this time?
I was not two-faced, but blind.
Will you ever succeed?
Only with another such as I. Got to hide.
How many are there such as you?
I am all. Must run. Got to go.
What then, is to become of me?
You? ... Ha!
06/23/2006
