
I gaze at a man who never looks at me An amused grin hanging over his thin lips (Like a curtain I’m supposed to uncover) I lie down on the grass, counting my piecemeal joys Wondering if the day is over Sighing, nodding, humming a tune Waiting for my sacred moon He pays no attention while he smokes rings into the air I wish he were a gentleman with flowers He doesn’t look at me, yet Life is so unfair I’m sure he’s up to something He lectures at the empty sun but I catch his shy breath I look at him, for hours on end A nasty tiktok song stuck in my goddamn brain How long will it take for him To kiss me in the dusk? Before it’s too late, I might have to ask What did you mean when you hugged her What do you mean when you hold my hands? Look at me, face my eyes Or I’ll leave to look at another man.