Baby,
I don't think,
I can...
understand.
Why,
oh why,
we can't bend.
You keep tellin' me,
with no bend,
comes an end...less
chasm.
A bridgeless,
emotionless,
hopeless,
anchorless us.
One last summer.
A retreat.
Long, warm, sunny,
end...less maze.
I don't think
we ever thought
those days would
end...less be.
Is pride still
a problem o' mine?
Don't even polish it
much anymore.
Do I seem stiff?
To you?
Add a bit
to your decision.
Lack of flex,
a prolonged physicality
cannot emote
a beautiful simplicity?
Emotionless, eh?
I was raised
to hold emotions
at bay.
Feelin' again?
Yeah.
I feel like...
dancin'.
Again.
Just can't
feel
no grin.
Not been
with a smile.
My style.
But,
still tryin'
that last mile.
Just
a walk,
with
a woman...
I love.
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Author Notes
My my.
I'm just a man.
With hopes, emotions, dreams,
and foolishness.
Just like everybody else.
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