Life is snuffed out short
sometimes
Or snuffed out long
sometimes
Me-well my life
is longer than I thought
Years ago
I came home
Dad was sick
then dead
I came back
simple as that
Here I lay
thinking of him
staring at the ceiling
at three am
Not much has changed
or maybe everything
You see-I stopped running
back then, stayed put
To this day, I stayed
Now I just sit, write
and write again
about the same old things
over and over till I'm spent
I listen to all my favorite albums
play Ziggy Stardust on repeat
Until life spins me
to tell my tales
To weak to resist
the pull of diving
into memories
Like into a deep pool
of blue shimmering water
Hoping always
or at least most always
not to drown
in the reflection
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