It was one day and I thought ok
It was two and I said that’s new
When its three and four, will there be more?
***
How can you say nothing? Yet your silence speaks loudly,
screams impatiently.
Enough now, this is enough.
How many times can you say go away until I hear you?
Why do I hang on as you ease off, push off and let go
The deepest crevice of emotion lingers where nothing ought
to linger
It was nothing but the promise of everything
A promise lost between stagnant kisses and caught stares
A whisper of something more drown in your strange shuffle
A hope for wholeness based on halfness
A dream of sandy sheets and tangled legs
A wish for something deeper cast off as jetsam
Still waiting… for what? I’m not even sure anymore.
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