Thursday, November 3, 2011

yes or no and

I'm always looking, searching,
bending over and lurching forward.
I'm always moving while I sit, sitting
while I am standing and confused when
I know what it is you're saying.
 I haven't the time for games, the freedom for
fighting or the focus for everything else.
I take the time when I have none, I give
up all I asked for for something else and I
wish I could tell you what I mean.

only all the time

For as much I
don't
know,

and as much as I
want to
know,

and as much as I
wish I
hadn't
known,

when it turns out I
didn't
know

a thing,
all
along.

withheld

I'm not one for holding back.
The chase, the kill. The boredom.
It ends as quickly as it begins.
Don't chase me and I won't run.
Don't run from me, and I won't follow.
Don't hide and let me wander aimlessly,
hopelessly, and I'll be thankful.