the breath robbing lightning, was making diamonds of rain

deliberate me

half sitting
waiting
hovering over porcelain
like the robin over her nest
seceding the remaining evidence into the sea
i listen
to water draining painfully from it's port
i read
the only WW i'll ever love
i admire how the paint
covers even the breakers on the wall
and i notice i'm moving not at all
only my eyes
my lungs
my thoughts
but i would keep those still if i could
and i trip/fall into my lover's bed
while i laugh/cry for my misfortune
and in life
i might be bury bottomed
but in my dreams i'm headed west
focused
forgotten
driving like i had somewhere to go
flooding the last day
with scenes from the first
and waiting
oh that unnerv'd waiting
for the when
when i will want no more

Posted by cainnum at 10:43 AM