thing

show me one just a glimpse that which all things stretch an infinite distance towards with hungry hopes to apprehend walk with me speak of things unnoticed when last we met under the tree glance outside long enough to catch a star hanging lowly like a branch above the window make a wish or make believe your star is some other lonely planet one on which we face each other eye to eye and breath to breath think of me often on your gleaming island your planet of hope your isolation and brush the leaves gently from your soft wool coat as we drift in and out of consciousness barely able to complete this dream.

*inspired by the motion picture, Shopgirl