Longing

Three-quarter moon
shine on me, keep me company
for i am all alone
in this crowd of people
a robot
dispensing words and actions
no one sees me as he did
to him
i was no robot,my words meant something
my actions had purpose
i felt so alive
in all meanings of the word
but here i am
sitting at the kitchen table
gazing at a three-quarter moon
a table he has sat at many times
no, i don't want to remember.
i float aimlessly
in a dark sea of lassitude
i try but it isn't the same
don't i have it bad

three-quarter moon
watch over him for me
let him know he is loved
oh so much
he means everything to me
everything now and forever

"Melisande", fall '98