looking for nancy

What I was trying to say before and failed to is everything Mr. Nowlan manages to sum up so beautifully and so true in a mere seventeen lines.

Looking for Nancy,
everywhere, I've stopped
girls in trenchcoats
and blue dresses,
said
Nancy, I've looked
all over
hell for you,
Nancy, I've been afraid
that I'd die
before I found you.

But there's always
been some mistake:

a broken streetlight,
too much rum or merely
my wanting too much
for it to be her. (97)