Waiting

Beneath the Streetlamp 1A

Waiting

There are no words
My mind is blank
From too much reasoning
Too much realization
Of all that is
And all that is not
With too little time
To unweave the interfuse

But reposed in silence
Tween double yellow lines
Waiting for
Street cars of desire
Only leads into the soul
Of self-destruction

I’ve been swept
Down savage streams
Drowning in delusions
Of truth
Where even smooth rock
Bruises bone

I have washed ashore
Battered
By unpretended
Unattended scars
Left behind…
By circumstances
Undesired
And those persuaded
By the fire
With silent embers
Feint –
Beneath the clay

Words have failed me
And left me to wander
The edges
Of my own essence…
Karmatic verberations
From every breath
That I have taken
In the darkness
In the light
In the hues that never blended
Into black
Nor into white

Nothing can be said
That really matters…
For innocence
Wanders free
But for a moment…
One
Single
Breath
Beyond its birth
And it fades into the dawn
Where shadows
Shade the bloom
With no emotion

But lying indiscreetly in the street
Does not preclude
Eradication of a fool

So I shall wait…
Beneath the street lamp
In the rain
In the shadows
Of my own essence
Imagining the innocence
That wanders free
But for a moment…
Hoping to find
In that
One
Single
Breath
Beyond its birth
Words of transcendence…

Before the day
Has wept into tomorrow…
With too little time
To unweave the interfuse

Michael33

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