Monday, January 19, 2015

Familiar


It's been a long time.

And i have rubbed many a rock into sand
pondering Love, and Life, and War and Peace
pondering how worthless pondering is

There is no last vestigial string
holding me to what is real
i am floating with no friction
to direct where i need to be
where i want to be
where, if i was right, i'd be

It's been a long time

Since i stretched my fingers and
reached for the wretched beauty
dangling off the cliff

Or since i held on too fiercely to
the puzzle pieces making the difficult fit
around my irregular edges
i wish i could feel like a prisoner again
and push and pull and struggle!
to break free into the enticing unknown

It's been a long time. 

And i have longed to long again
for the light of day, the dark of the night
the confusion of dawn and dusk

i need to run, so far, so fast
that the past is pulled into the future
and shine so dark and dense
that reality collapses into free fall
and roar so loud and coarse
it ruptures this realm to render another

'Cuz really now,
it's been a long time.