Jan 25, 2005 13:17
Velvet tanks with silken grenades. just life. it gets in the way.
Make myself a necktie out of the long and short of memory. half windsor knots in the heart stiffen about your neck.
Don't I know. always have. the way the water curls away from the sand its about to embrace.
Not that much time really left. measured against what I wanted to have. it fills up. tugs the scale down. stresses the weight.
Over and above the mountains. chase their clouds. cool raindrops hung like photographs. of life in motion.
Day by day sleep forgets and I am woken up. through the blinds the sun rises. growing fast as a flame does.
So you get out of bed and you live the life you've been designated. you get out of bed and you do the things they expect. just like a clock going round, there's no end. time keeps happening.
Every day. every night. it comes without relent. earthquakes in the heart don't topple those towers. still they stand. so cold and stoic.
I've waited. I've tried. so long it's been.
tomorrow comes not to justify. but rather to punish.
still the world and watch. it's not alive.