Sunday, November 11, 2012

Today

I woke before the dawn
Thinking
And remembering all I'd done
All I'd thought and dreamt
All distilled into a single moment
A realization
Of who I am
Who I was
And what I mean

I sat alone at the cafe
Watching
Feeling the metaphors
Floating and swirling
Down the street
And around the Sunday Walkers

I went to bed early
Listening
To the soft evening rain
The distillations
And metaphors
Playing at being intimate
And suggesting conclusions

Conclusions
Like an empty glass of wine
A half eaten sandwich
And a locked emergency exit
Conclusions without evidence
It's all that's left
At the end of the day

A sky without meaning
An ocean of possibilties
Out of reach
A man with nowhere left to go
The future is a burden
When its the same as today
No time left to argue
Let me sleep
Then repeat the day

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