Dancing on Sand

Ravenous, I devour
the snippets of your mind,
the small bits and pieces
you toss over the fence,
all true, but torn from their context,
a crazy puzzle
where the picture always changes,
tantalizing, tempting, a lesson
in dancing
on shifting sands.

About this poem. 

We all know people like this in our lives, mercurial, fascinating, maddening. Easy to love. Easy to hate. But never dull.

Tom