There Is No Other Way

I know that in there

you’re suffering

so pissed off with this

and all I can do

is smile at your eyes

and marvel at your beauty;

my face has the put together look

of one who learns his laughter is mistimed

and I’m feeling for cigarettes

and we know I don’t smoke;

I’m waiting for a sign

to appear on your skin

saving the ambiguity of speech

and telling me

there is no other way.