it’s been a long day
too long to accomplish
anything other than
thinking of you
and were it anyone
else I’d chalk it up
to another day wasted
in a long, long list
checked off wrong
and crumpled twice
I trust this noise
in my head about
as much as I trust the
frills on a skirt
but when I filter
it all down I can
see what it really
must mean to me
it was a tapping
now it’s a whisper
and it’s growing with
every passing sway
I’ve got a notion and the
boldness to go forward
if that’s where you stand
stand on and I’ll keep on
filtering through until
I’m filled up with a
certainty that can not be
crossed or shouted over
by the din that the rest
makes up in my selfish
self-made cell and grave
and one day I can break
free to know that you’ll
keep on doing what
you’re doing and I’ll
keep on loving you

08/09/2006

Posted on 08/10/2006
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