Words: One time eeen love… ha-ha-ha-haaaa


Plinky.com asked me how many times I’ve been in love.

Shall I colour each day
with categorization
and empty meaning?

Shall I paint the sky
for fear of her leaving?

And who is this man
who has filled
my heart full?

This child
this old lady
welcomed me in


Have I quantified love
notched you
on my bed-post?

A world war pilot
metaphoric scalps
fuselage punctuation

Count what counts
for the counting
I say

Let’s not reduce
this glory
to meaningless competition

I have loved
yet never enough

I love with neither
nor bottom

Length width depth
lose meaning
in the face of love

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