True love is half empty.

the belly of the bridge

had greater truths to tell

than you. did.

foaming at the lips.

lies sunken in

to laughing smiles

creased by fear and aggressive spirituality.

your eyes, kind

irises, frantic

with twinkles and sparks.

light

you hope.

and pretend – to see.

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True Love is Half Empty

By the University Bridge

Seattle, WA

1.31.10