vacant responses
like swallowing summer tides
enveloping memories;setting
sealed and sent into the sea
(i am not determined by the past)
and these present wavering fellow masks
beat upon heart, my heart(unawarely masked)
is not a reason to be scared to take part?
uncertain, unaware, unsure of therefor
to take my hopes
above the swells from this shore
(should not be my keeper)
and you or you and him and her
i do not really know them
but how else to incur
a silt silent mass of patience is here due
in this spot of restlessness
where my thoughts are thrown into
and summer sets again inside
an overwhelming, sad surprise
as i stand only on bended knees
for the ones that i love
(who care only to receive)
i find the same in me.
we all are hearing.....vacancies.