PoeticaL's PoetrY diary
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12:54 p.m. : Thursday, Sept. 19, 2002
used to have so many words
that they bulged out of my ear
screaming to be let loose
now
now just sit
stare off into a fog
sneakers pulled tight
feet screaming for night
off i go
walking walking
thousands of miles
until i find you
around the corner
around the bend
around the motion
of my sorrow
i want to find you my friend
i want the last
mile marker
i miss you
walking
walking
left, right
one two
trance i trance
walking towards
meditate one true
that’s all i do
wanting you
i just want you
front
me in front too
pathetic i ask
is it pathetic to do
or do you miss me too?
pathetic, i ache
is it pathetic to break
over the half left of the whole of you
sometimes i remember your smile
and it glues me right back to
"I love you" one more mile
