Tagged: past

in your silences

you’re the reason i am where i am now
and where i am is nowhere near
you and your antics, your mistrials
your misfires or your silences

and where you were
was never where i’d been
we’d only sidestep,
dance, pretend

i’m the reason you are where you are now
and where i am is nowhere near
you and your songs, your rare smiles
your breath, your words, your promises

and where i was
was never where you’d been
we’d bash our hearts
together, then

you’d be the reason i am where i am now
and where i am is not quite clear
to you, or me, and all the while
i’m listening to your silences

i’m listening to your silences
i’m listening to your silences
i hear you in your silences
i’m with you in your silences

disappearing act

i ignore you purposefully
and yet my mind finds you
it’s out of control
a goddamn somnambulist
shuffling in circles
instead of advancing
it finds your hands
and tries to hold them
it finds your eyes
and tries to meet them
but hands and eyes both
slip away like reality
and you disappear again
and again and again

if we close one eye each

it’s as though everything
that came before
was a series of glass charms
strung on the thinnest of chains

we weren’t surprised by
the broken tintinnabulation
when whimsy took on
tones of fright before
crashing down on us
the way we knew it would

now we kneel
and we gather
and we sift and we sort
through these tesserae
softened by years
(their edges can’t cut us)
and we bind them together

and if we close one eye each
we see a masterpiece,
not a minefield