Falling




The truth is

that I fall in love




so easily because

it's easy. It happens



a dozen times some days.             lovely women in the world,

I've lived whole lives,               but because each time,




had children,                   dying in their arms

grown old, and died             I call your name.




in the arms of other women

in no more time




than it takes the 2-train
to get from City Hall



to Brooklyn,
which always brings me




back to you:

the only one




I fall in love with

at least once every day—




not because

there are no other



by Patrick Phillips, from Boy © 2008.