I Wonder

I Wonder…

I wonder if
… If …
words exist

Inside
In
this
I wonder if this is poss.
I wonder

In side of this imagination
Lives a fascination
That rivals
This
I wonder if.
If yours is. Compared with this.

Eyes inside mine.
Your breath I’ll inevitably inhale.

Is this surface?
Just skin

I wonder, I’m wonderin’..

I wonder where they stay
Where might these words now live?
Or if…

sentiments can be peeled back —
once packed in,
can letters be left —
Left

by
these

Curved fingers
instructed by these limbs
To talk of a truth.
Is there talk of truth?

Can these words live?

from an aqua-infused
agua rich blue
Liquid
it travels through
to
an
Oxygen enriched -O2 -soaked -exposed rouge

The show is through

If blood shows
Will it be seen or even felt?
How hard, how hard he fell.

For She.
For she we wonder.

I wonder.

What gets typed by these tips
Gathered by chips
Then Digitized

Is she in disguise–disguised?

As

A vice

Is she
as
nice
As she is blessed

Will this whole finale be

Realized then processed?

Procured by cellular mediums
If medium is
A middle
Where might we meet.. I wonder??

Push parts of cell phone to bring home
‘Til bruised is bone
On screen
Bone on surface being bruised
Are these nerves to
nervous
She turns this this page, this way
and that

There was ‘Time’ but time is just
A construct that destructed, self-destroyed.
Time was at one time deployed.

If I’m alive in this time
Will you be with me
This time?

I wonder …