I'm not sure
what you wanted today
There was no smile
no expression
rising through your makeup -
and I did not know
what it was all about
I had my desires
I knew what I wanted
but diffident, and suppressed,
I did not give you any clue
(we might have smiled
out of view)
What did you want?
What did I want?
We looked as
a cat and mouse might regard each other
before one pounces or the other jumps -
but on one did either
Today when you looked
and turned over
did you know what you wanted?
I knew, I know my thoughts
that flounder in my mind
but what lived in yours
I could not fathom
We enjoyed a mime, a dumb show:
lives are not meant to be lived
The best life I understand is the one in which
one asks as it ends:
What was that all about?
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