Frame

a poem for Universal Love

I miss my connection

To the train of thought that runs

through my mind

Cycles that lead back to you

I miss my connection to the bus and am

stranded late again

I miss my connection to the plain and the Light

Stays on in my kitchen

I miss my connection to the light and the plastic

catches my Right eye

I miss my connection to the race and

Park sitting in my car

I miss my connection to the painting of me

reaching for the moon

with a wolf at my feet

I see you walking the dog with a cell phone

in your right hand

I miss my connection to you

Scratched by Hope.