and on the 7th day...

how quickly we get over trivial things:

-a sucker-punch to the stomach
-   sharp intake of breath i could not spare
-a single drop
-a stare,
-   blank
-a blink back

 black.

i know this:                                                   I wants to be

swept of their feet, 

I wants a kiss 

                                                                    that could send 

                                                             their heart reeling

T T Y Y T Y

the cycle
the downward spiral
you like falling, don't you?
you're addicted to
the only thing
you're good at handling

waste of ____?

She questions ____.
                      (time)
"Am I nothing but the opening and closing of doors?
A rug repeatedly walked upon, a slate wiped
clean of ____."

She questions (memory)
"I can not regret
past mistakes
nor can I ever apologize
instead I try to recognize ____."

She questions (truth)
"I've got lessons to learn
and questions kneading
to be answered
it is
time."

but still, she questions.

why not change?

this is the joy of being.
the beautiful question is why
and it will always be unanswered
draw comfort from this consistency.