my mind keeps drifting out of my control.
these thoughts of what has been, i can’t avoid,
and my distraction soon will take its toll.
to leave my mind, my body too reacts;
these butterflies avenge their long absence.
their flight is constant; i cannot relax;
there’s nothing they will hear of my defense.
and yet, i find i wouldn’t change this fate,
despite my forced return to normalcy,
for if these thoughts and feelings won’t abate,
perhaps it makes that dream reality.
i might have thought what happened wasn’t so . . .
it’s true but distant: to it i must go.
2/11/08
decided to post it after all.
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