Thursday, September 26, 2019

Fossils




I don’t want to stay here 
I move forward in quicksand 
I’m tired and it’s hot outside 
Do you ever find yourself here 
I try to detach . Then your there 
In the parking lot , in the crowd 
In traffic . 

I see you in the window as I walk at night 
I feel like leaving but no matter what 
I’m there 
And so are you . 

Am I capable of ever not loving 

You . 

I live with this ghost 
It’s like the arrow of Cupid 
Took his last turn so here I am 
His last student 
Failing . As I sit here alone in the rain . 

Fuck this . 
There are no answers are there . 
I’m not even quite sure maybe I’m peter 
Peter Pan . 

I’m not capable of loving again . 
I wish I could be addicted to something 
Else besides 

Missing 
You . 

I lay here quietly 
Letting it all take me 
Watching the clock 
Wondering . 

How it got this way . 

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