Stargrazing

(Ha! It IS funny how anagrams can forecast the future; or rather predict a predicament. Playing with words can definitely play with your paranoia. That or one (intentionally) ignores all the signs and walk on right through ahead a road that is paved with good intentions yet promises bad results.

A real good friend always reminds me to NEVER sell my self short--- pardon the pun--- but he has to be way down here to understand this struggle with confidence. Be the first to smell when the shit hits the fan; then be the last to know that every one has run and gone… Don’t get me wrong, this is not fake moderation but it’s more of a confession of mediocrity… Which really isn’t the story here… The real story is the entirety of you and the unabashed beauty that is you. Of course, of course a day (a week or a month…) does not define a person… Which only means a little more time with each other is needed for the questions that bother me…

Then again, this is not the “next” lifetime.

So here’s a mad try to win the heart of a certain HER. The title (I AM A VINTAGE STAR! RELEASE!) is an anagram of her name--- so apt about my chances and so apt about what she would probably feel when all of this is over! Hers is a face that could launch a thousand ships and all that cliché but here’s a poem that could launch my way to her heart (ok that is called a pipe dream) and all that cheesiness that follows… As I told myself since the first time I felt this way, here goes nothing… Originally written on: 12/24/2007 2:39:36 AM- 12/24/2007 3:21:34 AM

STARGRAZING
(I AM A VINTAGE STAR! RELEASE!)

what lies beneath the truth
which truth bequeaths the lies
for every grain of you
makes me high, dry then fly

but every time you rise
i look at myself fall
each moment that passes
a mirage of your soul

wish and dream,
then crash and scream!
pray then hope,
go astray, cope!

do not fall for a star,
because stars do not fall
this lifetime or the next
still an impenetrable wall!