If I hadn’t seen your picture
come on my Facebook feed
over and over and over again
I could have overlooked it
moved on thinking
she’s not for me and never will be
But dammit
I take a chance
send off a few chosen lines
then bang — dead woman walking
I died on the spot
even though I still thought
you were hot
I knew that we
were never gonna get together
me over here
you over there
our orbits would never collide
secretly I’m still writing
unsent poems to you
effective place for them to reside