Semiconscious

The only remedy for love is to love more. - Thoreau

My love.

Amorous.

Joyous.

Luscious.

Sanctimonious.

Parsimonious.

Unceremonious.

What's all the fuss?

Alone now, riding in the back of a smelly, crowded bus.

What the Hell happened to us

before we became separated and ...

... semiconscious? ...

Author's Note

"Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves." - Thoreau

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

unconscious we love? and then when we come to we wonder...was it ever there in the first place?
i like how you give us brevity, but lots between the lines here.
j.

[Pete]

i can't help but wonder - does love make us unconscious or do we enter into it unconsciously? funny how when we wake up and come to our senses things seem different and we are left wondering what happened. so much enters into it. thank you j. ...:)