#10
no white yet today
yet another kind
liquid precipitation
lips that fall in an arc
so bittersweet a moment
a general happiness
a comfortable contentness
not known for so long
yet not an old friend,
not quite yet.
a bolt of loneliness-
unknowingly painful-
instantneous.
just add water.
aches echoes deep inside
memory of a choice
to go, not to stay
continue to exist in that moment
of caring, of compassion, of love
the place where worry resides
but love unconditional.
choice to journey
to the place where vines creep
where shadows talk and walls leak
that cage, that judge, that condemn
falsely believed-
the place of happiness
of so not so.
slapped in the face-
shoved to the ground-
in the little ways,
in the bigger ways-
in the cognitive linking
of a mind.
to know, to realize-
no one will meet your eyes-
you, a seeming cloud of darkness-
you, who strive to make all things bright-
you are no longer wanted.