Damn Fool
Everyone wants to be in love.
And why not?
What could be more fun?
What else makes all the little ticks of the clock
Into tiny measurements of joy
What else brings such highs?
Never mind gravity.
For every time love strikes
All is weightless.
Nothing to ever bring you down.
How many times does it have to happen
Before you see the horizon
And not just the stars?
Isn’t there supposed to be
A little lurch that leaves the heart
In your throat
And you stomach not far behind
In queasy fear
Saying, “On, hell. Here we go again.”
The highs are so high.
Love blinds as you soar ever higher
Damn fool
Stop it
Enjoy the moment
Enjoy the mystery
But don’t spread those wings
Don’t soar for the heavens
In a burst of emotion
And that stupid belief
That this time
This time it is real
This time it will last forever
You know better
The highs are so high
But they don’t get higher
With each new love
The lows, though
Get lower and lower
The fall harder
And harder to survive
Damn fool
Can I say “Never again”?
Will it be true?
But it is hard because you want to believe
You want so hard for it to be true
You want to find the one you’ve written about
The one you longed for
The one who you sing about in the shower
The one you were so sure you found
Time and time again
But not to be
Never to be
Damn fool
MFM
October 20, 2001
10:37 P.M.
Saturday night
Candlelight Inn
Room 5
Boynton Beach, FL
(Alone again)
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