tanglewood tree 2

You should post your hours
mark your unavailability;
put it on a sign outside your smile

I grapple with this horizon of stars.

It’s a long way, sure

We know, you and I know
that time can be captured, and shared
but only when you want it enough.

I prioritize me
find out where I fit
and it’s somewhere way in back
of all of it.

Tonight, tonight, tonight
I hafta hold onto my anger
hold it close, it is my memory.

I hear sounds of your walls shutting down
all the good people
safe inside.

And I hafta tell you-
it’s hard to care tonight.
I’m drifting away from it.

Why wonder what becomes of worlds
I’m not a part of?
I could rise above,

or simply sink.

Down, down into the quiet
where nobody’s words
are making me wait.

ugly, dumb words.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Tonight I’ll dream of
walking away from you
and your beautiful, pained eyes.

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