Sunday, December 6, 2009

(i don't understand...

i'm here
     --in this somewhere

motionless, a fear,
certain insecurities

unsure of self,

the room     cold
     too much dark
     around my eyes

            i wanted to tell
            you how i was.
            to tell you where
            i am,

don't know if i'm ready,
the world is too big
for my small hands,

                                   a word

misplaced     my
     directions home,

the heart--
     forign ground,     a wild

     it's difficult,
           b/c i have a lot
                 to learn,
                              to understand

     the look in her eyes,
          the long of her smile

i don't want to be here,
this uncertainty, this obscurity,
the way       i feel
           when i look
                   to the ground at
                   your feet

love is a choice
     to choose, make

find what     i'm looking for

               to see what's right

to know...

          in this place
          that we're still

called you in the afternoon,
listened to     our silence,
          static & a dial tone,

to grow up,
an instant,
to face the mirror
     & see

i don't remember,
               the only...

head out,

rootless,     on the edge, by
                  creek and snowbank,

when for a walk,
saw a histroy in--


                 no response...

1 comment:

  1. love is a wild thing that is never tamed and never to be understood ~