Monday, March 14, 2011

What happened

When it happened, I was still
A simple word on a page
I was erased, and it all vanished
When it happened, my feet did not move
I could not see you, feel you, taste you, be you.
Lost in a box of pictures
Saddened by the absolutness
I stood alone in the hall we once lived in
When you happened I felt the same
But the gold was shimmering grandly
And your smile made the blue skies orange
I was alivei n your shadow
I was in love in your vision
I wanted what you promised to give me for all my life
But when it happened
I felt my insides break and melt and burn and die.
I was lost in a box of pictures
I was a chalk outline of who I was.
Oh your face, it is what I needed
The medicine that brings me calmly to my knees and undresses my sights
I can do this all day. Every single day.
You watch me lay and you watch me move
You forget I have always known more than you with this
You are overcome with the goodness I give you
I am taking away the blackness that covered us
You make it seem ok I think. Im guessing. Im hoping.
Does everything change when the lights are on?
I notice you have moments with this
You get closer each time, you wait longer to pull away
I am nearly satisfied.

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