Tuesday, March 9, 2010

After before during and a Blue Jay

The one where it is guilt but not please
pleasure but not freedom
total captivity is making choices
that are non-existant
not perceivable in such a state.

I left nothing on your bed,
I made sure to keep things to myself
I gave away nothing to you
but more than I maybe imagined.
it was cold when I woke the second time this morning,
cold after hours when I was sitting on the stone empty graveyard steps
of what used to be faded green and blue granite marble and mostly graphite.

I wish another would come and not expect a lifetime.
Not expect a hand in this or
not even an ice cream cone
just let me be,
but leave me alone,
leave me never alone and
forever I am free


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