orgami's Diaryland Diary

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tonix

wash in this weather
dilute with pleasant sun
the rains have held off
their blessing and the river
drains receding
the shoreline walks

I stand on the humpback bridges
in the park the passenger routes
for people
the tannic transparent waters
in its small depth

suicide bridge with its marvel
I go there in winter to hear the
creek sing
the ice open
peaceful
not very tall under there
a comfortable space
unlike the cathedral spires
the overpass north of town
offers

exhausted
not doing enough to step into
the bush again
not taking the breath moments
to remember Im alive
but push along the routes
the paths

forgetting

remembering in sleep
the dreams
so vivid these days

Chloe calls and we talk for
less then two minutes before
we are defensive about the
history we shared and did not
share

maybe I should not have spent
the close time I did with her
helping raise her from three
months till three years

this impasse may last awhile
she phones and it all just
falls like a card house the
conversation There is not
business dialogue
obviously isnt meant to be

my life does not stop evolving
we can create rooms and homes
of mausoleums but not the heart
It is meant to live in

I thought at least we could talk
but maybe the years were too
painful apart all the Why/s
right now too much

at least we get to hear each others
voice for the few seconds
thats something
Some people just never say anything

2:21 a.m. - 2012-08-21

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