Finding Mine, Or, Lengths Vs Distance — Part One

 

Talking To Strangers

(Or, Lengths Come From Versus Distance Out)

some philosophizing by a Faust

"The lengths that I would go to, 

the distance in your eyes"

—— Michael Stipe, "Losing My Religion," R.E.M.

you know, it's just like the chance interaction

to — be able to — bring you back here to the now

to stave off — for a moment — that too often reaction —

that one if you saw what it looked like you'd know

as if knowing the what meant any knowing of how

only true for a handful of cases, a fraction

so small I would think myself wise to allow

as much room wide as deep — to see — my reflection

but just getting ahead of that knee jerk redaction

just not settling again for some impromptu show

takes on all my risk averse dealing in action

risks again taking in what i'd keen disavow

if such lengths served me like measure of real world success

to even greater i'd go — much more often — than less