04-06-2019, 02:42 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-06-2019, 02:44 AM by RiverNotch.)
Try and put things into perspective
and you'll end up drawing a line through the distance
that is your past -- why did you presume you're looking
at the future, when I said distance? can you see shapes
in your future, as you could your past? -- then projecting
out of one or two points (your choice) more lines,
the spokes of a wheel or the points of a crown
which, even as they scatter, seem to reach you,
to grab you by the joints and drag you down a path
you never wanted.
You dreamed of? Perhaps, but it was a vision
you judged neither so awful nor so pleasant
as to be worthy of remembrance, at least not as a whole,
some images -- her hair, her eyes -- have their way of sticking.
Of course, you're putting things into perspective
and all those little details are easily swept away
by the current that condemns you, the stars
and the moon that scour your back,
the sun's spearpoint rays that pierce your side:
the storm desire brews by beating its wings.
and you'll end up drawing a line through the distance
that is your past -- why did you presume you're looking
at the future, when I said distance? can you see shapes
in your future, as you could your past? -- then projecting
out of one or two points (your choice) more lines,
the spokes of a wheel or the points of a crown
which, even as they scatter, seem to reach you,
to grab you by the joints and drag you down a path
you never wanted.
You dreamed of? Perhaps, but it was a vision
you judged neither so awful nor so pleasant
as to be worthy of remembrance, at least not as a whole,
some images -- her hair, her eyes -- have their way of sticking.
Of course, you're putting things into perspective
and all those little details are easily swept away
by the current that condemns you, the stars
and the moon that scour your back,
the sun's spearpoint rays that pierce your side:
the storm desire brews by beating its wings.