Poem For the Figuring Out of Infatuation Part I What did I want from you? What was it that I craved that sent me careening after you like an un-tethered bumper car? I search my mind to find the why’s and the why not’s. First I come up with the obvious the romantic I was looking for love. But no that reeks of lies we tell ourselves. I thought I was looking for love or something nobler lost in an un-chivalrous world I wanted to shine my armor and believe that I had found the grail. I injured us both that way waving my sword as if I knew its purpose. No what I actually wanted and hoped I had found was something more basic less archetypal and literary and more human. I wanted someone to teach me —no surprise that I found a teacher— a bit of how to experience life. Seeing in you someone who had certainly experienced was perhaps drowning in said experience I wanted to ask the questions or not ask the questions and still learn the answers or the beginning of the answers to what it means to experience a life. Quite a burden to put on anyone —teach me— too much I think and for that I apologize but as one apologizes after brushing someone accidentally on the street. I meant no harm.