swiz

Believe! (that cracks can be re-sealed!!)
what proof have you that longing lingers?
paranoia is permanent?
feelings are fleeting, my green one,
and love is no feeling ----
forces can't be so easily
flung
(and one must wish it so)

see, see, I am tied to you! --
but all balloons
have their sandbags, for one must
keep a semblence
of security,
pointed, carefully-painted words reveal
(without blocking my pride)
how you snap -- snap my puzzle pieces.
why when? ignorance of throbbing veins!!