Dare I

Mordant stupidity is mine art,
Grace & beauty denied.
Soulless meanderings thru' life,
Meaningless existence divine.
A spark of light.
A ray of hope.
Do I dare reach out,
Or do I grab that rope?
Clumsy mumblings on the 'phone;
Perhaps I am fooling myself.
Be it true? Be it False?
Who care's; it makes a change.
All I know is instinctual attraction.
No Logic.
Smooth, educated & bumbling, ‘tis I.
Lonely, confused & void of confidence.
To see you smile.
To be near you.
To hear you.
To hope.

© 2000, Mosquitobyte