chasing you,
Literary (Submission): Chasing You
What might you be?
A dream? An idea? An object?
Or perhaps another soul wandering
In this ever-turning world
Abstract? Alive?
Whatever form you may assume,
You will always be the face of
My desires and hopes.
I know one thing for certain;
I can’t find you here
Not in this time and place
In this decade when? Where?
People want things done instantly;
Where life is too fast paced, leaving no room to breathe
A time where all I see are screens;
Screens which rob my time and limit my view
Maybe, just maybe you were always
There, but impossible to reach.
My wish is to turn time back a bit.
When Saturday morning TV still mattered to kids.
When radios and CDs held all of the music
When computers were fat and awfully slow
A time when it was easier to imagine
And harder to develop photographs.
Could I have found “you” there?
Would you have sent me a sweet gracious smile, or sewn me
a message
Of little black pixels?
How did such thoughts seep into my brain causing my
unrest?
Nostalgia? Love?
Not a glass of warm, bubbly milk or
The starless purple sky can cure me of my longing
If I can’t travel to yesterday, if I can’t find you
today…
There is always tomorrow, there you might be.
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