Following like kittens a dancing light
The sparks of neurons beam their plight.
Dimmed spirits drift in the dark,
Each unaware of their converging arc.
Minds touch and borrow thoughts,
Having thirsted the ill of love lost.
So unconsciously playing games,
Seeking cerebrums perchance to tame.
All the while sweet reason sleeps,
Heedless of what\'s emerged from deep
Inside, content to hide
Their tarnished childhood slide.
Unable to divine truth in relationships,
Theirs is to find pain of another\'s lips.
Augustus / Folsom, LA / September 2016