Waking at dawn each morning
Re-dreaming and still screaming
I sink into a bed of lavender
And its lightness confuses my senses
Fatigue becomes elusive
Floating above the surface
My heavy heart anchors me there
The senselessness opens the well
It all trickles down
I ask the oil, "why?"
A need to be necessary?
An affliction for affection?
Their frozen words circle
In the caverns echoing
Perhaps only we know how
You were more to me
And now
Remain a memory
Nothing
So the stand-off continues
But I won't stop it
If you don't haunt me
Spiders will
Negativity will manifest
Its ill will
In you or the next thing
Time will kill the fury
But until then I won't rest
Searching for answers
Which must be made
And making is the one
Action that may save
A soul from loneliness
For creation is the warmest feeling
The created are my closest friends
They are my tender children
Who will hold me 'til the end
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