See here is what he said to her
Tired of debiting all his regretting
150 solid in his wallet, his heart like a pallet
open always to damages he needs to desperately see
she never seemed amazed or wowed but rather bored always
stiffened by the grip of love he tried to have around her neck so he
pleaded and begged and asked for not more bills from her or pomp and
frills for his future to be back on the pallet and open now not in his wallet
for they tossed and turned inside what really burned within—both so desperate
to not be accepted with some deep down inner beauty that she carried with He
and with me now it was never right for they stayed up all night staring at each
other asking if they were right for each other, now this airport has some separation
attached to it and waves of departure inside broken waves of weather and always
together is tested by wasted time and commitment to the conditions for protection
so now they persist as lovers and spend each other’s money, earning a love that
they cannot buy for I beg to ask why this is the case, why they have picked up the
pace but now the waves continue to do what they do best