Making an Attempt
An enclosed
UBH hospital room
is the first step
to maintaining my privacy
and treat my phobia
to the outdoors.
The second step
is to visit a restaurant
and eat a grilled cheese sandwich,
along with mashed potatoes.
I have a window to view the sky;
I don’t need to visit a small park with benches
or color farm animals on a table.
The third step
is to figure out
how to talk to this woman
I keep seeing.
She has kids!
She has parents!
How do I talk to them?
I want to ask her out,
take her to visit hot springs
and every mall in the US.
The problem I face,
she can’t leave the painting
she currently resides in,
something we have in common.