I thought I was doing enough

you can always look
longingly
at something that
passes you by
and think i was
open to that
uncovered and pale
but you never
put your self into it
so all you have
is your desire

post modern verse

you always can see
Hungry
Something that
Pass your
I did think
It is open to
Clearly, light
However, never
And put your self
So all you have
It is your desire