6/5/93- latch

                                      6/5/93
                                 London, Ontario
 
                 latch
 
 The dulling of attraction by shadows past
 A duality of a preserving nature
 The pull down old paths through fresh cut grass
 The taste of gasoline serves as a warning
 Of things flammable and stones being spit
 The comfort of repeated mistakes
 
 Yes, you are a different person, not a duplicate
 Your unknown history full of sad packages
 And smiling lights
 I only create what I want and fear from both of us
 An exercise I've been repeating with all of you
 Knowing much less than when I knew it all before
 
 My conjecture of your touch and your rejection
 Along with feelings that I might not share or return
 In the darkness I see so much clearer the unlit
 Amused solitude creates and destroys silently
 Only so many times in an hour
 
 So what if I see another face from time to time
 It's not fair to either of us
 Carry on unhindered the knowledge not yours
 Of my frequent attachments
 And perhaps my ghosts banished, my eyes seeing
 What is really before me, another soul
 That need no other to be complete.