No where else to go,

I say good night and turning

the corner shielded

from light, breathe deeply, the last

perfume clinging to my beard.

Hollow windows mock

my walk, witness to the failed

pursuit, panting sprint

and overshot, no better

than wide or short of the mark.

Push too hard, too fast,

pushed under, pulled over edge

and past the ringing

phone, answered, but not asked.

Please do not leave a message.

Today is not now,

Anything but yes, means no.

Perhaps will be why,

I will wait here awhile, but

I know sometime is never.