May 20, 2006

I feel adrift
still floating
after all these years
internal civil war
a rebellion quelled
another insurrection rising
a pregnant pause
before heart and mind tear
each other apart

I grieve my wasted youth
dreams became
ashen in my mouth

Without pretense
we take one another up again
after storm shadows pass
but is it that we fear
the unforgiving night

more than our own
biting doubts?

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