Things aren’t as simple as they seem,
Are they?
Human nature is slippery,
And your face, when I see it,
Slides away,
Pushes free of the confines of memory
Runs rampant,
Confusing
Surreptitiously it flees
And I seek new understanding
Because your humanity is too much
To stay on the tip of my tongue
–
Even those you know best
Are a mystery
—
Coffeeshophorrors