Physical Ain’t Enough

who shook her tree
and let the apples fall from their perches?
these big ideas
i thought to catch in my basket

but the shallow fields of dirt and weeds
the only cushion to take the impact.

she changed her mind
the chance, beginner's luck
love's suicide
when physical ain't enough

who shot the horse
and let its ankles disrupt their bearings?
with no remorse
a single ride to keep interfering

now a shallow wheel the tour de force
they were my hands, but where were they steering?

you'll lose your mind
from the dream you cannot touch
she can't decide
because physical ain't enough