There will be
A moment, vivid, solid despite its transcience,
when realization was first found. How?
How could you have been so blind,
so short-sighted? How could you not see
the cliff right before your feet, how could
you carelessly lift your foot, dangle it
wildly over the sucking void,
and then pitch headlong, dragging us both down?
How could you cause so much
Sorrow
Life runs in cycles, nuclear images burned
into the back of our eyes, so that everything we see
is colored with the palette of that which came before.
You left me, long ago. I've started to come to grips with that,
to finally sit and work on the jigsaw puzzle you made of my heart.
I've always hated super glue, and now
my fingers are stuck together.
And there will be
More chances, more opportunities...
To find someone, let them in
to my life, to my heart,
through the cracks that show now...
But again, the image burns through.
I'm left alone, after these long years,
that girl having left for her job,
that one for her religion,
that one was left because she was too clingy.
I just wonder, like always,
how they can do, so easily,
without me in their lives.
I wonder if they even miss me,
like I've missed them.
Absence makes the heart fill...
Sorrow
Love is a juggernaut.
And there will be
Trampled pieces left behind.
What good are fortifications?
A smile slips through them,
carrying a dagger behind the eyes.
One plunge, and all can be lost
Sorrow
For now, I need to try andstrengthen my sanctuary.
I need a place to sit with this infernal puzzle
and keep gluing pieces back in place,
to stop letting my blood spill lazily to the floor.
I'd like to keep it, I think. I'm rather fond of it.
I just wonder when I'll be certain that I'm done.
One of these days, I'll have to say
No More

04/28/2009

Author's Note: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7YazwP8GtY

Posted on 04/28/2009
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