untitled 3

form: poem
completed: september 2006
notes: post-mortem thoughts. not very good, but it gets the job done. you know who this is for

I found a dictionary today
and I tried to find a word.
Attachment
Endearment
Passion
Ardor
syllables of deep desire,
verbs of doting thoughts.

I found a dictionary today
and I tried to find that term.
Grievance
Pain
Despair
Gloom
phrases of intentional sadness,
synonyms for grief.

I found a dictionary today
and I tried to pick one out.
Liaison
Lover
Inamorata
Friend
thoughts of intimacy observed,
labels for the heart.

I found a dictionary today
and I tried to suit myself.
Unassisted
Solus
Deserted
One’s tod
ideas still set in infancy,
beliefs still unrehearsed.

I’ve heard of wonders found in books,
of secrets long misheard:
of epitaphs grown fat with thought
in weathered tomes of old.
I’ve heard of solace some do seek;
at last they’ve found a home!
but I can’t find a single word
for being so utterly

alone.