wandering just wandering
where whatever wanting
what was happening
just around the next corner
the next corner
those teen years
waiting for something to do
wrapped up in numb
forever told
you are between things
kid times hard times adulthood
wanting something anything
to sharpen up the day
times in your bed
your legs wrapped around me
warm fuzz of excitement
most times I couldn’t breathe
& then you were gone
taking the heat blankets undone
stuck working the nine to five
caught in the half-asleep crowd
then the numb came back
cocooned me for a year or two
hoping for luck the come up
how could I find you
if I couldn’t find me?