Cut

Cut  2/24/2014

Knock me around

And push me on the floor

Because it doesn't make a difference

Happy or sad

Rich or poor.

Drag me across the rocks

And cut me if you want

Deep, jagged, and ugly

Dumb, dead, and gone.

Anything to wake me up

Because I want to see the end

When all of this is washed away

And never comes back again.

My shoes clopped on the street.
Under the trees,
Ancient and gnarled

As we walk in the velvety darkness

The kind I know so well. 

There is a stillness about the south

A heavy, thick blanket

Of sultry silence

Muffling my voice
And hanging in the air.

You cannot see it

But the feeling is there

A propensity for intrigue

And sudden violence.

Centuries of wear

Has soften the edges

And pitted the finish

Until everything is worn

And beautiful. 

Scream until your voice is strangled

And pour out your guts

Until you cry

Falling down into the river

Green and eternal. 

I can see the girls walk by

But I do not, turn to watch

For what is a ghost good for?

Except for fear and regret. 

Time heals all wounds

But here it lasts forever

Pulling me backwards

Into the grave.

Picture me through a grate

Of black scrolling iron

As a blurry apparition

Or photographic artifact

Out of place and dead.

So long Savannah

I knew leaving would hurt

But if I had never known

I would have been born dead
And never have grown.
 

Losing is winning

And winning is death

Because now I see

What others cannot.

I have made many friends

But my hands are always empty

And my heart is filled with longing

For all the dreams

I have never lived.

My spirit remains

Unable to let go

Always rushing backwards

And gushing tears.

I do love this place

Even though it kills me

Because without it

I would have never felt

Sweet tenderness

Or staggering loss. 

I loved them all

Even those who stung me

And left me for dead

Because how can anyone know light?

Without the dark. 

Remember me

Because I am not sad

Rising higher and higher

Each and every time. 

All that we revere

May lie in ruins

And all that we held sacred

May be abased.

But I swoop down

And see it all

Yours and mine forever

Even better than before.