Saturday, October 31, 2009

almost 25 years of human experience...

At Best

At best I am a man who puts words into sentences
hoping they mean something to somebody else.
At worst I am a man who says nothing at all.
Wandering, and wondering this world of thoughtlessness
with not a trace of a lack of thoughts.
If I had a smile for every thought I couldnt finish
I'd be back in the presence of your face.

In the very least I am a man who cares
in the very most I am not wanting to care at all.
Hoping and searching
for the abstracts I couldn't describe if you asked
could never serve as a mask
for the true honesty in my fingers.
Or the vulnerability in your touch.

In the last moments I am lingering on thoughts of a ghost
of days I inked years ago.
In the first moments I am the light in your heart.
Yearning and learning
for the days I let go for you
and the auburn purity in your gaze.

At the very best
I feel everything.