I sit in cold
In the shadow of a building
That shows the finer things of life
Reflecting about what has happened
What is happening
And what could happen.
I smile to the beat
Of being hooked on a feeling
And hope things go well.
I miss her.
I am falling for another her.
I think of that one.
I realize here on this block
I am so young
As well as old.
I am this fluxing present
An egnima to the worlds around me.
I keep having dreams of your blonde hair and coral lips.
Nothing that is sexual
Just being happy with you
As I learn to accept
The ghosts of the others
That dwell in my heart.
Everyday seems to be another day
That a part of me peels off
To reveal some new side of me
That I try to live with.
Right now
I think things are changing
And soon
Very soon
I will be the one that will be given the
Choice
The burden
The responsibility
Of making a few choices
Life altering choices
A reality.
With a smile
And a shiver in the cold
I look at the starless
Polluted skies of Korea
Knowing that above the haze
There are stars aligning
Just for me.
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