Friday, April 4, 2008

Devastated Tonight

She frittered away her time at work, then took
fright when she realized she did not want to close
her eyes again to your bright, beautiful presence
but she has to, to complete her cold dusty task

Of counting papers and letters and words – what is
wrong with me, she cries in her fright, why is it so
difficult to let go of you – you are a dream, a sigh
on the wind, a beautiful thought

You took over my mind, now it’s parked where all
your images are - thus I cannot concentrate on the
emptiness beneath where it is cold, cold, cold

My mind is a maglev train that’s run away again
I can’t get hold of the steering wheel, I can’t gain
control, I need to pull the right lever that will take
my thoughts to the right floor, to the right exit

Taking me straight to the place where cold duty
lies, I have been warm for so long, now I need
to be strong and leave this place where
you are - to start focusing on

Everyday thoughts –painful and difficult to slide
down again, to leave the high altitudes, go digging
with moles, blind to the light – the light that is you –
painful to focus upon the darkness beneath

The scintillating colours you supplied…
Just For You

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