If You Loved Me, You Would Rejoice Poem by RIC BASTASA

life to life with you
arm to arm and mind indulging
with the mind
what is it that bothers us?

a bird without wings?
a horse without hoofs?
a man without eyes?
an old woman without a
burial site? a coffin unfinished?
a poem unsigned?
unfinished business
defective structures like
house without pillars
trains without tracks
cocoons without leaves

words without meaning
a poem without a definite ending
a page without a margin
a dog without an ear
a fish not in school

there are sighs unsifted
love unrequited

And now I have told you this
before it happens....