Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Mistakes 1

Too much for a day
I can’t erase and still
I linger here
Nothing fancy
But the comfort of anger
Can’t make you
Any less real
Or my decisions
Disappear
Distractions follow you
And I followed you well
A mistake so
Unflattering
A mistake
I can’t choose but feel
Soft inside of me
Humor comes
And laughing hurts
It gets the job done
Like the heat
After coming in from
blistering cold
Searing at first
Until you realize
You’re in good hands again
Out of the woods
By the fire
Alone
Waiting for the embers to die
And wishing for home
And wishing