Monday, March 22, 2010

prufrock and his cat (?)

I sit
silently
and watch
wishing my eyes were amber,
molten gold.


she watches
stealthily
and then
thinks a while
about what she is watching,
where it is going
she bats it around


and then i roll it towards you.


it unravels slightly
and wobbles
from the direction it is meant to go
bits start coming apart
little little bits
but it keeps going
shakily
heading towards
You.

trails
left behind
some bright
others dulled
with weariness and regret
little shots of colour
scattered around the floor
so bright
almost alive
so pale
as if they never existed

she watches
as it slowly makes its way across the floor
finally
reaching
almost intact.

but
now
what will you do with it?


every thought
i ever spared
every
breath
i took thinking of you
every ounce of my being

"To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question..."

is it really the same though?

it rolls across
rolls away
it won't roll back.


i love you.

"...
...for you. "

Carpe Diem.

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