Saturday, March 15, 2008
Just last week - we'd crossed paths.
You say to look past my fingers.
Then a whisper comes along
sliding, crawling
dragging himself away from my Lifegiver
againsts all gravity and odds.
"I can, I really can!" screams It. "My biggest problem, on the contrary!"
Like the resilience of a rubber band
I can never seem to snap.
Maybe we got it all wrong.
Maybe the comfort's genuine.
bites at
7:39:00 PM
