Untitled Poem #147

Posted: February 11, 1993 in Poetry
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I can only know
that time will tell me when
I can be in love again –
meanwhile, what do I do?

love has struck me down
and lifts me higher and higher
each day is consumed in fire
but I’m not quite sure for who.

I am a poet – I dream
and emotions may come easily
but this flood is confusing me;
I’m not sure what is right.

this horrible uncertainty
an important indecision
melting myself with derision
but not shedding any light.

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