AFTER THE WOMAN I LOVED TOLD ME THAT SHE WAS SEEING SOMEONE ELSE
it's so calm tonight
that even my thoughts end up on the couch.
and i'm sure that there's a 'Friends' episode
that caters to this:
the Ross in my head
is on the skids
with the Rachel of my heart.
it's so cool tonight
that even my sarcasm
comes off as cliche
and hangs in the the air
for the thirty second intervals
of commercial spots...while
the sitcom world solves
all it's problems in twenty seven minutes.
and i'm left talking to the breeze.
with a grain of salt.
not to trivialize the conversation
but because salt is always carried away to somewhere else...
whever you are talking to the wind.