POEM: Untitled

3-23-10 Poem

Inspiration: CSI, sliding backwards on a clover-covered hill, love/relationships, mystery of identity

{rearrange these lines}

no warmth in your grip

no love in your lips

what's the point of this?

and I can feel us sliding backwards

climbing up a clover-covered hill

and everything is beautiful

but the ground is slick with dew

and I wonder what's the point of you

(Oct. 9, 2020: I found this on an old flash drive.)