Author Information
Who Wants to Live Forever
I’m rocked with disdain for these city streets,
Fluorescent lights snatching my soul.
Among empty cans and crumpled receipts
This concrete jungle takes its toll.
One more trudge, one more pull of the lever
And I ask “who wants to live forever?”
I once was driven by unbridled passion,
The ancient rhythms commanding my feet.
Now I amble my way in by-rote fashion
And come home evenings in quiet defeat.
Nurturing hope seems such a lofty endeavor.
I have to ponder “who wants to live forever?”
My heart, it’s lately been held in such tight confinement,
Drowned in tears enough to fill a moat.
The madness of this city threw off its alignment,
Your presence seeming but a footnote.
Could it be I’ve no self-awareness whatsoever?
I looked at you and said “who wants to live forever?”
It dawns on me now, the effort you made
To catch my heart’s last connecting train.
Something in your eyes makes me less afraid…
Are these harsh deserts starting to rain?
Though you certainly can’t refashion me altogether
With you I could be the boy who wants to live forever.
