Showing posts with label reality. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reality. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Where we are now


It really is over, I think, as I hang up the phone.

Was that a stranger? Or the man I can't let go of?

"Looking forward to it," you responded. "Yeah. Should be interesting."
Like I'm a host - interviewing you on your latest project?
Or a girl fiddling her pony tail, making small talk after your show in the theater lobby?

I guess it is over.
I guess it really is.
I needed to hear how far we have come.
Away.
You a bit faster than I.
Definitely ahead (If not speeding away)
From our shared life, shared bed.

I guess it is over.
I am sure I knew
but ached
for anything else to be true.

I know I changed the future once. Can you ache so hard you change the present too?
 
This time machine is whirling. I'm not even sure how I got inside,
but I know I'm the one who opened the door.
Do I regret it now?
Or will I feel relief when I exit on the other end and shake hands with my future self?

Thank you, she'll say.
Welcome to Love. Welcome to Life.

"Looking forward to it," I'll respond. "Should be interesting."

Saturday, November 17, 2007

life in the movies

Goddamn Sunset-ending movies with their happily ever afters and I do's
Where is the remote?
Daydreaming of meeting Mr. One
Catching a glance across the room… eyes lock, a flicker of light
Put the glass down on the table and saunter across...
we start to dance
And we just "know"
Waiting for my Nick Drake song to fade in and signal the closing credits…

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

the battle of reality and romance

Under the covers, book in her hand
Sirens out the window; neighbors comprehend
It's too cold to go outside, stars overhead
Turn up the heat, say good night to love and go to bed

The night just a seedling, the band takes a rest
His brow sweaty, he slips outside and sees he missed her text
The air so warm and in the morn it will be as well
He gets back up. Just close your eyes, forget you ever fell.

Reality and romance
Do I have to pick just one
Structured desks and pay checks
Romance would be more fun

Reality vs. romance
Just a girl. Just a guy.
Book my tickets, let me fly
Romance wins, let me fly