FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

it is your love
of life
sometimes that
kills
love,

it is the way you are
amazed
to the glitter of your
name and your
power
that you set love aside
in one corner

you begin to forget
that love has loved you better
and more than
ever
when you have loved yourself
more

but you pay the price
of your chosen indifference
do not say that you may be alone
now and
yet happier without the
other

you are both
alone and
sad

in fact quivering about
how to meet the loneliness
of days
and continue
to live in such
a mess