Within the next moment, perfection is dissolved.
I’m the asterisk you find at the end of every sentence
Every thought, each touch.
Self rehearsed dialogue, planned confrontation
Always thinking about tomorrow
Instead of living today
And so I confront you,
Key in hand.
The smoke isn’t the only thing
Filling the dark car,
Urging me to find my next breath.
Your stare pierces the overwhelming tension,
So strong I can only meet your gaze
And look quickly away.
Finally, you find your voice--
The answer longed for
by a searching day dreamer is
Entrapped in your simple question:
You want me
to let you in----
So that you…can let me in?
But what I want doesn’t matter.
You can’t. You have never,
And have never wanted to.
Secretly,
I slip my tear-stained key
Into your pocket
Hoping in time
It will reach your hand,
And that you will think of me.
I’m the asterisk you find at the end of every sentence
Every thought, each touch.
Self rehearsed dialogue, planned confrontation
Always thinking about tomorrow
Instead of living today
And so I confront you,
Key in hand.
The smoke isn’t the only thing
Filling the dark car,
Urging me to find my next breath.
Your stare pierces the overwhelming tension,
So strong I can only meet your gaze
And look quickly away.
Finally, you find your voice--
The answer longed for
by a searching day dreamer is
Entrapped in your simple question:
You want me
to let you in----
So that you…can let me in?
But what I want doesn’t matter.
You can’t. You have never,
And have never wanted to.
Secretly,
I slip my tear-stained key
Into your pocket
Hoping in time
It will reach your hand,
And that you will think of me.
