I cast my heart out
Waiting for something to latch on
But when nothing bites,
I reel it in
Until I find something else that catches my eye
In the end of time, when all is said and done,
Nothing is lost, nothing is won,
We were loaned our world, our wealth, and our lives,
At the end of the world, only love survives.
Sometimes I dance alone
In my own mind and
I twist myself tightly
Like an over-saturated towel
Unrealistically wrung to
Extract my tears
Because my sorrow is illuminated
Against an overcast sky
With its shadows mirroring
The elusive gray patches
Drifting lonesome in my soul
i wish i could see the world
in technicolor again
when the trees
breathed magic
from their
kaleidoscope heights
but now
the trees
are skyscrapers,
unnatural monsters
looming over the gray scale
of my monochrome life.