cessation.
i'm slashing away at this youthful display of ignorant dismay
at the flashes of feeling that hinder this healing and my
method of dealing with the aftermath of a car crash whose
broken glass and clash of steel on steel makes me feel the need
to lash out at those whose rash decisions culminate in fateful
divisions between those that are living and those whose religion
is the only provision they've still got left.
We're bereft and deprived, paralyzed in disbelief, stunned
by a collision that drives us to grief and no words can replace
the lives and faces we try to keep locked in private places,
holding onto traces and outlines, penned in fine-tipped feather ink
in the backs of our minds. I find that time only stands still when
we're willing to listen to those chilling reminders that every day
we grow ill with mortality and all we can do is try and fulfill
the dreams and the wishes that we will to come true until we must face
our humanity too. These are moments in life, far and few, that
remind us of what we cannot undo; but i'm sorry, so sorry, if only
i knew... maybe i could stop it from happening to you.
[and at this point, words escape me. i can only think of
apologies until sorrow and silence consumes]
at the flashes of feeling that hinder this healing and my
method of dealing with the aftermath of a car crash whose
broken glass and clash of steel on steel makes me feel the need
to lash out at those whose rash decisions culminate in fateful
divisions between those that are living and those whose religion
is the only provision they've still got left.
We're bereft and deprived, paralyzed in disbelief, stunned
by a collision that drives us to grief and no words can replace
the lives and faces we try to keep locked in private places,
holding onto traces and outlines, penned in fine-tipped feather ink
in the backs of our minds. I find that time only stands still when
we're willing to listen to those chilling reminders that every day
we grow ill with mortality and all we can do is try and fulfill
the dreams and the wishes that we will to come true until we must face
our humanity too. These are moments in life, far and few, that
remind us of what we cannot undo; but i'm sorry, so sorry, if only
i knew... maybe i could stop it from happening to you.
[and at this point, words escape me. i can only think of
apologies until sorrow and silence consumes]