February 12, 2006 § 6 Comments
it hasn’t been long enough
but too much time has passed by, just the same.
this is more of a big picture.
there are no details.
deep colors seeped into the canvas
tell a story of few words and fatal actions.
quickly and quietly we inch toward an end.
i’m almost worried at the lack of communication
and lackadaisical lullaby of the days.
for the sun-drenched seasides
and endless road trips to eternity and back,
i suppose that’s why we wait things out.
where are you going?
ideally, i’d like to be left idle.
no room for thought, only walk.
movement takes over the mind
and hours spiral into days,
days upon weeks upon months upon years
and i don’t hear a sound.
solitary. savor it.
something isn’t right about all this.
just – don’t go about getting the wrong idea.