I have no desire
To lose my line of love for you
Yet I know that you no longer
Desire that line of love for me
I have other schemes and schemata
I even read of writing with zest and gusto
But how does one do that
Without past knowings coming in to play
Will the meditations
Make me question doubt
Will my common words
Help me forge a path more almighty
More almighty
Than I might achieve simply by walking
On these deserted winter beaches
Beside these magnificent wild rolling waves
