Lessons

So much of the time I get lost down tangled trails. Lose myself in the pattern of random failures & successes in the branches. 

Those tiny thoughts, that just settle in the quiet un-resolve, into your day - that vague annoyance preventing you from sleeping - but you can't remember exactly where it started. 

Where you missed a step. It seemed so steady falling asleep into someone. 

Wonder if I rewrote someone else's words they'd mean something new. Wonder why, if that's --- hey, why you're repeating old lovers thinking the same? 

Aren't we all a little aimless when no ones home at night?

There are such moments of love that come -
when all the faraway friends send letters and trinkets and we yearn for one another's success.
We care and we embrace, and we support.
I cherish it so. 

When the morning tea is sipped slowly in a comforting place, it's a new concept. When the new puppy comes barreling into your lap, and the breeze runs through honeybee curtains and it's easy living!

When we come together for nights with faces too long unseen, eager with words.

When you stayed up laughing till dawn.

We're all plans and fervent longings…. grasping for an ancestry of our own creations. 

And so they flutter - our plans. 

And who knows where it's supposed to go when it doesn't fit for the other person. 

You shove your hands into your pockets and hit the city streets to feel the pulsations of tracks, and other lonely souls. 

It was so easy, so I thought. It was effortless, unlike the others, old friend. It was friends telling us to stop looking so happy. And then it went silent. 

Static. cssshwwwlksfdfsd. Can you hear me? 

Oh well, I'll watch the way it departs. The feverish, aching, duel of pacing farther away from the ones we love. 

Wrong again. We wake up tomorrow and cast another spell.