Confusion,
Worry,
Anger.
My heart drums against my chest
rapid staccato to push my blood
Thick
as honey through
petite veins.
My stomach
flip
flops
in that all too familiar fashion.
My brain computes the faces of my peers.
Disbelief,
Defeat,
Broken.
It knows. It always knows before I do.
My feet drag me to the source.
Across what seems no-man's land.
Space and silence seperating
the Ones that Don't Know
and the Ones Who Wish They Didn't.
My ears receive vibrations,
twist them into sound.
I hear the words and reject this miracle
of processing auditory information.
I briefly envy Beethoven.
Hurt,
Heavy,
Nothing.
M
I miss you like I miss the warm Spring days
in the heart of winter.
How I wish the breeze was calm and not biting,
that the sun comforted rather than chilled my skin.
I miss you like the tide does the shore
as the unseen force of the moon pulls
it form its sandy lover all the way from space
and then allows its return yet only for a short while.
I miss you like a child mourns for the loss of its mothers womb.
A pure wholeness that becomes separate
never to be at such peace again.
A rib of Adam spun into its own breath.
I miss you as a friend that was never more
than a heartbeat from my side.
I miss you as a lover who remembers t