Flu [en]
I wrote this today
to say
that I'd really like to meet you
I want to see you
when you have the flu
and a fly flies in your eye
you cry
to get it out
and for its death
you make amends
and offer tears to earth.
It ends
well, it ends well
this date of ours
it's sweet
how beautiful you are
when snot and tears
flow out
and moisturize the air
between us
lubricate it for
emotional flares
of connection
without boundaries
without walls of maze
without inner gaze
just out towards
your face.