Jun 24 2009
Poetry: Time
This was written around the end of 2004 beginning of 2005. My fiance and I were trying to plan a wedding while he was in the Police Academy and working part time and I was working full time and doing grad school part time. We barely saw each other and when we did we were often very snippy.
Running and scraping by…
We brush each other but never…
Connection is a fleeting…
Passage of wakefulness…
Even tide and shore meet more…
…
I could not understand your cry
I could not will my
self
If we were on a different world
Perhaps things could be un
done
I do not wish to be this way
I do not want to hear you
say
Maybe if it is alright
I can be with you tonight
