Time slips away
Caught between who we are
And who we want to be
Everything waits
Shivering
Hoping
For the electric surge
Of connection

Pages full of distraction
Can’t find the answer
Buried beneath fatigue
Between canceled flights
And sleeping head drooped
Jerking awake
Lessons in discomfort
Traded for cash
Choices made

There was a time when all was clear
When decisions made
Stayed as made
When the whirlwind reaped to my will

Now all is lost
And I can’t seem to find my way
Home

Inching towards exhaustion
Glass beads pour over porcelain
Calling from a distant room
Spine shivers
Sleep dips into blood
Stealing sight
Motive bled
Bitter almonds
Give me your hand

Bird song
Lost in words
Drowning in fragile silence
Face becomes real
Ether drags down
Sleep like lost memories
Calling out
Breaking down
Skin bursts in goose
Pulling up
Minutes to distance

tempted with sunshine
cool weather
Instead rain
But cool
And so green

In the desert
There is much beauty
And trees rise like temples to life
But
Not like here

Here I am
In the place of my wanting
Empty
Painful
Pictures of what might have been