it stares back for free
who will win the contest
Starkly White or me
Starkly appears receptive
but he and I both know
what I place upon his surface
can die as well as grow
Sometimes I feel him mocking
taunting me to fail
"Go ahead" he says "I'm waiting
.. this ship is set to sail"
His Blankness is sometimes easy to love
often easy to hate
flaunting his greatest asset
the ability to wait
I scratch my head and continue to stare
thoughts raging through my brain
Starkly simply sits right there
driving me insane
Click click the keys respond
when I capitulate
and Starkly smiles that knowing grin
as Bill creates his fate ...
from Kauai to Paris .. and all places between
June 30, 2017