does it ever drive you crazy/
how the onset of the night
blurs into the daylight?
at courtesies permitting passage
and salutations exchanged
swift as the speed
at which electromagnetic radiation propagates in a vacuum.
responses conveyed
with euphoria to imbue,
the intensity of your spell
ensnarling my consciousness;
you intrigue me.
as a child with wide-eyed innocence/
disclosing his inquiry
about why the skies are blue.
—MLD 01062022 9:41pm