Tuesday, November 24, 2015

The Crack

The pendulum ticks into memories 
Cutting them into flecks 
Spread across a dusty picture frame 
Nothing left 
Empty glass 

I'm aware of circumstances 
I dance alone with consequence 
Certainly I have conversations with notions

I grasp at the final words 
I scream at the ending 
I can't run any more 
I'm lost inside 
I'm found inside you 

Take me apart 
I died in your arms 

I walked into the gas station tonight 
Eyes black streaming 
They don't see the pain 
Of dying 

When you left 
I'm lost inside 
You see 
I'm found inside you -