Saturday, May 16, 2009

where the shadows stretch long

Someday I won't fear the rain
Maybe someday
I won't fear anything at all
Once you've thrown everything you've got
Maybe rest will come
My synapses are on fire
My eyes are burning and red
I am a quivering mess of anxiety
You've got your hand out
but you slap mine away
You've got your party hats on
I've got my hammer and nails
If you get close enough
You can hear my clock ticking
I am a warrior
fighting in his sleep
I am an engine
abused and neglected
The wind brings the raindrops
the clouds blow away
but I am left here
in the dirt and the mire
I want to erase this place
with my hate, with a six pack of fire
I want to take you with me
where the rain never lingers
where the sun never fails
where the shadows stretch long
and laugh with carelessness.

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