10 February 2006

There is a story here...


Someday, I'll tell it...

Adroitly developed skills of careful avoidance
Perception management -- theater for unheard of eyes
Encounters formal as courtship rituals of days long past
Choreographed slinking through fissures and back alleys

For moments worthwhile to simply sit and take pleasures
Sharing time as it flows away downstream rapidly
Watching shadow and light dance across your striking form
A hunger to touch -- a yearning to know -- a pining to breathe

As frustrations with self and circumstance mount
As the cosmos conspire to thwart at every juncture
Acrimony battles hopefulness in ugly death bouts
While I anxiously wait outcomes from remote bunkers

The more nothing changes everything changes nothing
Rare prospects for union and tranquility
Continues to lure like siren songs -- rocks fatally jagged
Self-actualization as despairing as euphoric sometimes

Resolutions for optimism remains
As long as there is laughterto eke
Proving ourselves stronger than
Subordinates prove themselves meek