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Poetry
In A Day

"In A Day" = 1/23/07

there is always someone who suffers
for the sake of your dream
some people like to kid themselves
"if I do what's best for me..."
it will shine like starlight upon
others in my life

but reality dictates that where there is sun
there will also be fire and you have been
burning for seven-some-odd years
what was I doing was dreaming
succeeding pursuing immortality-
obsessed, driven, undressed
by visions

so vacuous they might've toppled Rome

I feel light now I've finally admitted my fatal
flaw is I'm afraid to come home afraid to sit
still long enough to uncover the truth
of what makes me crave
strangers' approval
(I feel alone
no matter
what)

you were gone
when we needed you most
left alone in a maze of unrest
left to search for backbones between
weeping tree-trunks hoping some of them
might just be vaguely sacred

I wander around now circling benches like pigeons only touching down for the kindness of bread-crumbs: love flattery obsession lust passion possession admiration trust me true love's merely months away from true

loss