i overcorrected she said
as she slowly slides out of her seat and away from me
this is how these things fall to pieces
the romanticism in the world explodes in the tiniest moments of intimacy
it just falls where it will fall
i'm riding along this wave of newest self discovery
i'm hovering along the walls of shadows
looking for ways to lose myself
when i suddenly am forced to reckon with the idiot truth in the matter
you can't run fast enough away from some truths that find their way to the doorstep of your consciousness.
i ran into your lover last week and she seemed happy with her new love
sort of like she's forgotten herself in the new direction
we spoke
and we ate
and we talked about things that were things but not things at the same time
and i recalled how at one time i was a regular in her life
and how i was more of a regular in your life
and i realized how neither of you fit the key i held
neither stuck around long enough to stay tuned
it is what it is
and that's the way it inevitably goes.
but on to you i find my mind
and my imagination
a slow departure from the distractions
i want to understand the strum and the quick tempo inside of me
that you give rhythm to
somehow i lost myself along the way
and as much as i wish i could
as much as i would
there is no simple complete solution.
oh how i wonder
and how i melt into the made up situations
then i wake up
and walk around with this proverbial boner
waiting to bone the way to the middle
of the truth
if only it was that simple.
i dive and i swell
all about you
all inside of you
and i wake up feeling just as confused..
