Archive for January, 2008
Our history
has been swept under the rug. Forgotten.
Today a friend told me about conversations she has with your new girlfriend about your relationship. Don’t worry, it wasn’t detailed, just a couple of passing comments. I watched her eyes to see if she’d remember. She didn’t.
Our past, my friend…
has disappeared into the darkness
and even the people who knew have misplaced it with their keys
they will search and find their keys
but this part of my story will not be remembered by most
i suppose i should be…
but what i am is slightly hurt and slightly apathetic
i’d almost forgotten myself,
but i wish that she’d remembered.
Sound
Listen to the music while sitting in a pool of light
from the lamp?
from the sound.
Imagine
the German hillside alive with green
rolling away into a shrouded forest.
The secret of tomorrow.
There is always room for mystery
and surprise
to break in:
your smile,
a hand,
a pool of color,
a raindrop kissing my face.
Tonight I will sleep and dream about
possibilities.