all i heard was the sound
when you fell to the ground with a thud
you had the whole world
but I guess that could never be enough
i didn't want to intrude
besides, i already knew what I would find
just walked away, the engine not even cold
steaming in the snow,
the day turning old, my eyes turning blind
your choice was made long before I
your bed was made by your own
shaking hands
I didn't hear the sigh
or any of the lies you may have told
I didn't shed a tear
and I didn't say goodbye
because i knew you wouldn't hear
a single fucking word
all I heard was a thud
I didn't stay for the rest
all I heard was the end
I didn't stay for the rest
I didn't hear you cry, I didn't
hear you whisper
my name
I didn't hear you
I didn't
stay for the rest.
you didn't hear me leave
how could you?
you didn't hear my whisper
my last words to you
you didn't see me struggle to breath
or the tear leave my eye
as i begged you
to
forgive her
"As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armor themselves against wonder. " -Leonard Cohen
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
found relic
still
life
frozen in the arc
of time
timeless
remembered forever
or a few weeks, at least
a photograph of
they way he was
and will
never be again
black and white
faded, wrinkled and
lost
forgotten for stretches
of time unimaginable
never thought that possible
but it seems
anything is
i start to shaking
as he sits staring
poised and unmoving
hanging from the wall
a paper picture
held by a thumbtack
and my fading
memories
life
frozen in the arc
of time
timeless
remembered forever
or a few weeks, at least
a photograph of
they way he was
and will
never be again
black and white
faded, wrinkled and
lost
forgotten for stretches
of time unimaginable
never thought that possible
but it seems
anything is
i start to shaking
as he sits staring
poised and unmoving
hanging from the wall
a paper picture
held by a thumbtack
and my fading
memories
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
the happy end
I am an insect, crawling
On my belly, through the muck
Broken leg and broken wings carrying me
Through this world
That’s much
Much
Too big
I try to climb the branches
Of a beautiful tree
Its leaves shaking in the wind
Howling and furious
And I fall
Fall gracelessly
Into the dirt
Where I belong
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