there is heartbeat and breath


between now and then and now and when


there was something left out


or ignored that bit you in the ass


tomorrow, when you least expected it.


there is inch and foot and mile


defining proximity of you to me


to me to you to someone you've never met


or wouldn't have, if it weren't for you holding


my stare for that extra breath and heartbeat.


but in mile and breath and heartbeat and inch


there's time to wonder and space to look around


over your shoulder to the path you


didn't want to take but did anyway, bouncing


like a pinball along the way off everything in the way


because people crave contact and interaction.


reality is fluid, time doesn't exist,


people are only as real as you percieve them to be


and where you've been is is the only way you know how to percieve anything as real.


there is a breath and a heartbeat before you step again,


trusting the ground is still there.

07/10/2006

Author's Note: thanks Jaz.

Posted on 07/10/2006
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