it's getting late and i'm not done
pardoning myself
of the emotions that have taken me hostage.
i take you down the road i am living
the one where i'm million different people from one day to the next
and the meaning of volatile is inherently expressed and defined by me.
i am missing the rhythm that eases me from moment to moment-
just promise that you're on my side
and i'll do the same.
intuitive hits that have come to reveal their meaning
have shocked me throughout these last few months.
i don't want to know what they mean anymore
the water
the song
the knowing.
they have all come full circle
and i find no comfort in being right.
this time or any other time.
i haven't heard from anyone else who shares the same unfortunate tide
or title.
everyone is gone-
silent
and out of earshot
to my middle america ears
i could try to split the rainbow that is inevitably on it's way to me
but i don't think anyone's got their windows or eyes open just yet.
i am alone in contemplation of how this has halted the rest of them and us.
i wonder
and i wait
and think that perhaps the distance and silence is just a necessary part
of coping.
someone tell me this is so..
