Her Apartment

Her apartment is decorated with dry dead flowers
   Her boyfriends can’t sleep with her under the covers
Some dreams never change
   she won’t allow it
and never come through
   Stark ineffectual wishes
You never get over it, you go on
Coincidences of happiness...
      lucky numbers
Unless we throw off our fear of death,
      coincidences of love
we’ll never be free
      Her stark implausible dreams
but she won’t allow it...
      go on

-December 15, 2009-