When you finally come
you’ll be sorry that you missed
the Velvet Underground cover
from the pretty young girl
even though it wasn’t actually a VU cover.
It was a Jackson Browne song.
You might have found that funny
were you here to hear it.
I can’t wait for you to arrive
I’m hoping against hope that it’s soon
but just as much question
whether I’ll ever see you again.
So much rides on hopes and imagination
and false reads of information
and I keep looking at the door
waiting to see your silhouette
but instead see nothing
but evidence of your absence.
There is a giant Jean-sized hole in the room
that I just know you can plug.
You can fill me, too,
if you ever actually get around
to getting here.