the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

11:11 and nothing to wish for...

Today the sun did not rise
The sleep and saline crusted over my eyes
I could still taste the courageous words on my tongue
That took the fatal breath right out of my lungs
That shattered glass towers
And brought November showers
My is body still tired and weak
As if that sleep meant nothing to me
Good morning cold ketchup and eggs
Good morning filtered tap
God damn it I fought it off for five years,
But my friends, my hopes, your ghost, have disappeared
And now it's the only thing left to keep me company at night
It's the only thing I can ever really hold tight
But you're not to blame, my dear.
It is long past my due time.
This is truly my fall.
This is my
Decline.

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