it is always in the past
what lies before us
never now or later
I risk being outdated
a flashback light
frozen in time forever
a snapshot of what once was
but isn't anymore
be careful treading
or you'll name her ubiquitous
spreading further and further
way into tomorrow
where all I can say,
in my defence, is:
it is done
see me now
captivating
and in awe
translating
to finally thaw
a frozen window
opportunities
abilities
we never see
or saw
wooden structure
hiding sight
from eyes that hide
from willow
that still draws
its own confusion
a nice description (don't you think)
not quite the basket
not nearly qualified as a case
just something silly in between
like a bag handle gone awry
carrying insides (out) around
on display
rather amazing, confusing, amusing (even)
(for those who'll find ...)
but it's not nearly a basket full
and never a certain case
just an illusion
full of if-onlys (and such)
leaving a sick-and-tired-of-skin-deep trace
wishing someone would start complaining
pushing for significance
to drop the litter
drop the craze
I still carry you around
my one lost cause
misconceived
understood, but disconnected
reeled around my heart
I pretend not to notice
like you don’t' notice, anymore
I spend my covert days
remembering, in hiding
thoughts of you no longer fed
a world of useless loss
I'm pulling at the cord that secures us
forever
but it's still bound too tight
and you are still
so close