Tension's Contention

I am stuck here in my bed.
Seems my luck cheered gone instead.
Can't get atoms all in gear.
Dreaming phantoms. Just lie here.

Vincent comes to lay on chest.
Kin sent loves my love to wrest.
He ain't heavy he's my brother.
Be's quaint sending frees my bother.

If I had a lover here,
Would Vincent be brother dear?
Forced to sleep outside my room.
Worse, might keep outside heart's boon.

Maybe Soul sends loneliness.
Can be role rends only best?
Is alone the best thing now?
Does lone phone bring Quest's sing bow?

Is the tension of the absence,
His contention that with no miss
And no relationship bliss,
We can say what tension can't miss?


Tension's Contention
by Loveson G. Flower
9:00 AM, Wednesday, 10/8/97
home in bed