Joined: 09 Sep 2004
Location: some days they last longer than others
|Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2004 7:23 pm Post subject: one afternoon
|why does it never affect me in the best way?
cant i have just the part where the edge doesnt cut me or serrate my soul?
always it seems to come at me, piercing my breath out of my body when it hits.
and it never lodges free, my heart trussed into its pointedness.
its a splinter i cant be rid off that i dont want to be rid off, its hopelessness and beauty im destined to marvel and want.
i leave it in there so i can make it last longer, though it seems fruitless.
i take it out only to feel empty and yet longing again.
time moves on as my mind moves forward, but im always harkening back to your memory.
my demons play tricks on me, making my vision clouded, making me see things that are not there.
at times i have resolved that i have gone witless and crazed, absent of all senses, lost of all control.
though i know it is mere fleeting, i come back to what is Now and Here, and i am left composed, and my space utterly silent.
where are you? why am i not with you? why do i not hold you close?
musings my demons teased and sang to my heart one afternoon. . . .
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