6:20 am BLUES
“Unchain my heart,
set me free, cause you don’t care about me.”
** Joe Cocker (Live Version)
~~~~~
4:30 am
I am still awake
wondering why you,
your words
your artistic style
and Blues
run amok in my mind.
Your jasmine scented dreams
haunt me
taunt me
with “what if” possibilities -
ILLUSIONS all -
they only make me scream.
Yet, you affect me so.
5:15am
Light creeps into these skies
and still I can’t close my eyes.
I could live with insomnia
if I knew you cared.
But there is nothing really
never was,
only shadowy dust
caught in the angles of morning sunlight
and scattered easily by
shallow breathing
or a fatalistic sigh.
6:04am
there’s a grey edge to this morning’s light.
Maybe it’s just the city’s reflection;
dingy and humid with hard life.
But I think it’s more
the realization there is nothing left to say;
all there is,
all there ever was,
is the empty sound of shadows feeding.
And yet I miss you.
~~redzone 5.31.07