The Calm Before The Sorrow Ran Out Of My Fingers Into Puddles Of Defeat About My Feet.
04/09/07
I stood there speechless.
The Scarecrow, Tin Man and Lion
all rolled up into one.
The seriousness
would come soon enough
but right now
I was merely seeing the iceberg
for the first time.
My body was deep
in the instinctual act
of forming a ready-brec glow
to shield me from
the inevitable pain.
While my mind wanted only
for you to finish
your speech and walk away.
So I could get out
my pen and paper
for our relationship
had budded inspiration
within me at last.