unlike every other thought i've had
the notion that you will be absent
leaves me stumbling through a field of uncertainty
littered with explosions filling the air,
and the cascade of countless colours can not
convince me that this moment means
anything-

i get headaches when the car alarms,
rocked from the thunderous boom of
the display, engage themselves and
refuse, like a fussing infant to
silence themselves;

the only place for me to escape
is to a memory of a distant lakeside
where you and i are sitting
and watching the sunset hand in
hand, smoking filters and
laughing about whatever-

this fantasy lasts approximately
5 Seconds until the next wave
of fireworks jars me from this thought;

my headache is back,
my eardrums bruised from
the nonstop barrage of blasts

and i just wish you were here
to stop this ringing in my ears.

07/02/2007

Posted on 07/02/2007
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