Six and Seven

Six and Seven                2/1/2017

Time goes on

Until its gone

Spinning dust

Into salt.

Straight as an arrow

The flat line

Strikes us through

Touching me

And touching you. 

I lived on the outside

And nothing seemed real

Not enough to change me

Deep in my heart. 

I stared into

The looking glass

But I never saw myself

Living in my emotions

Warm, safe, and sound. 

Others people eyes

And other peoples thoughts

Stare back in abstract

Alien and remote. 

But they bored

A hole in my heart

And left me to bleed

Pierced, white, and Lifeless.

I should have known better

But seldom does

A fool understand

Just how close danger

Follows a treasure.

But if one can learn

Then so also can I

Gathering experience

In wounds worn as badges

Shinning in the sun.

The sideways smiles

Are gone

But so also does the raw

Spasms of grief. 

Some people talk

But others are silent

Deep down growing

In imperceptible degrees.

Now I see

How they saw me

And now I feel

Time passing

Over my head.

Every mistake

And every oath

Harshly spoken

And wasted

On the way.

Every promise

And every curse

Every small moment

Overlooked

And forgotten. 

I see the foolish anger

Over the things

And the people

All the things of life

That I could not change. 

They go on

Unchanged

And unknowing

While stare inside

A throbbing gaping hole. 

I hear all their fake

Conversations

But now

Then don’t bother me at all

All of them blind

And all of them dumb. 

They may never know

And they may never understand

What it feels like

To win

Even when you lose. 

Unaware

And unsung

The shallow fish

Darting in a bowl. 

Under glass

And under deception

Safe enough

To never grow. 

Never knowing

The searing pain

But also never able

To savor

All the glory. 

I sit back

And let it pass

At perfect peace

Serene and content. 

Let them all

Gnash their teeth

And flap their jaws

Consumed by their own lies

Blind to the end.