I feel the chill that is not yet cold and imaginary
sensation that crawls across my skin as I wander out into daylight that has
already turned dim
after a summer too bright too hot, it leaves me exhausted
I blame no one but
circumstance and the endless parade of mistaken notions I can't keep from
feeling my head
with we living lives
of comfort and expectation
of what should be
rather than what is
the wish we wish
might come true if we click our heels, after the balloon has sailed off
carrying away the wizard and with it our hope for salvation
we holding our own
faith inside us
no brain, no courage,
no heart
just what we have and what we can do with these after such a
long hot summer with its golden sun
to feel chill I imagin
I feel seems a relief if I can hold my arms wide to embrace the coming of
winter
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