Will they love me if I comment?
I will love if she comments (so many)
times and sights un-seen,
climbing mountains and sipping beers Flickr before my eye
and ewe sit behind a webbed and woolen curtain
following, descending, my stumbling Bloc,
stares into a liquid crystal reflection,
for nuclear arms are easier to hug than bloggers.
The one real thing
“You are the one real thing.”
So easy to say?
alone?eating MickeyD fries, listening and drinking pop,
not seeing your reflection in your girl’s flecked eyes.
“You are in control.”
So easy to say
reading fan mail from teenage girls
not saturating hospital whites over loved ones.