Memories...
like those—
are the ones I need to get over.
The flashes and glimpses of life together...
...everywhere we'd been, all we'd ever seen,
All the things we'd done, ALL the 'we' that's in between...
...the sum of all words spoken
and the feelings to which they lead...
...all this damn 'us'—
recollections of every scent,
every color, EVERY second spent,
so many shards of life w/ her in my mind—
Every time I close my eyes
the recall splashes vibrant
on the canvas of the back of my eyelids.
These emotions click and spark in the darkest recesses,
then the darkness recesses...
body jumps to life,
the energy refreshes states of enamor
that I can no longer handle—
soular wind vibe,
make the tension relax,
pulse reacts: heart murmurs double syllables
the beat: steady, then snaps—
Sympathetic nerves volley torrid synapses,
forcing these spasms, ready to fly out those memories—
trying to fly, fighting for flight,
calling, YEARNING for the sky,
wanting to fly,
dying to fly,
dying to fly,
ready to realize that sometimes its time...
©Brandon Baker, 2010
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