I should have known I would not catch or keep your interest.
You leafed through my pictures on this matchmaking site
pulled up from some obscure hyperlink
somewhere in cyberspace
and a grainy measured picture is too little to capture a soul. by my photos you wouldn't know me.
they tell me to write you introductory emails and I do, sweating
and slapping away mosquitoes
hunched over my mother's computer
trying to make every one of my banalities interesting
and already knowing I fail miserably at coming anywhere close to your heart's desire
I even re-evaluate my Facebook pictures and feverishly delete those
with unflattering profiles and distressing angles
because by my photos you wouldn't know me
and I will not admit even to myself
that even though I know it is not possible
I so badly need to catch and keep your interest and validate my existence
if even in a second absent minded glance of unconcern.....