Thursday, May 24, 2007

Across a Room (Miles Away)

I take it all
back.
Well you can't,
it's all but done
Then forward I would drag us
on the heels of our love.
Don't.
There's light afar
and hope among
deflected, spent
and dulled.
By choice or fate
I'll carry through
miscarried like
your childish view
With pleasured
pain
efforts
failed
It's time
to put
these thoughts
to bed.

3 comments:

wendy said...

Am I wrong or is the woman on the right.

Just sounds like a woman.

gautami tripathy said...

I like the format of it. I liked reading it.

Brian said...

the woman is always right, i mean on the right... =)