Target of Opportunity

My Valentine

My Valentine (Photo credit: oxygeon)

Once I think I caught a glimpse of it
from the corner of the corner of my eye.
And when I thought I had found it,
it turns out it had found me.

Maybe it was looking for me all along,
instead of the other way around.
I think when you’re looking for it,
you’ll more than likely walk right by

the real thing, like it was
an Apache hidden in the scrub brush,
looking like another piece of the scenery.
It’s waiting to see if you’re worth the arrow.

Maybe that’s why when I think I got
close to it, I felt the hairs
on the back of my neck stretch themselves
a little bit taller.

Stupid hair, making me a bigger target.
Stupid me, not knowing that reaction’s
what I should have been looking for
in the first place.

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3 thoughts on “Target of Opportunity

  1. So you were promoted by Tashtoo and I thought I'd come see you.Turns out she was right and your blog is really tight.I like your newest post, so I give you a toast.Oh sorry cat's can drink, so I'll just play in the sink.Even though I think this day is crap, I still enjoyed your rap.As everything you said, hit the nail on the head.So keep up the good work and I hope I wasn't too much of a jerk.

  2. What I love most about this is the reminder that we really are all the same in many ways. We all have desires and hurts and loves and everything that entails wrapped inside us. And we sometimes look too hard or not hard enough to find what we think we want or never knew we wanted. Love is a confusing ball of crap. Great write, as always, Joe. I really enjoy your work.

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