What have I done....?
Why must I continue to live with it....?
Tonight is a beautifully foggy night.. thick... and ominous... glorious... and I saw a lovely play with some people.. It was really quite funny, my sort of play.. perfectly so... death incarnate... sex.. love... etc.. And yet....
This all leaves me with a feeling that I can't shake... It always does... A feeling of impermanence.. that things will not last... and tonight.. with a feeling of impotence to take an action I wanted to take.. but knew I couldn't...
A feeling that I should be happy.. enjoy what I had for the time I had... but.. knowing... feeling... like something is missing.. empty..
Not another poem...Not another word...Not another day.....
Tonight is a beautifully foggy night.. thick... and ominous... glorious... and I saw a lovely play with some people.. It was really quite funny, my sort of play.. perfectly so... death incarnate... sex.. love... etc.. And yet....
This all leaves me with a feeling that I can't shake... It always does... A feeling of impermanence.. that things will not last... and tonight.. with a feeling of impotence to take an action I wanted to take.. but knew I couldn't...
A feeling that I should be happy.. enjoy what I had for the time I had... but.. knowing... feeling... like something is missing.. empty..
Not another poem...Not another word...Not another day.....