Hopeless
How often will I turn my head
reaching for your voice
bidding my feet to walk away
(as if I had a choice)?
How long will I eat thunder
-- like I'm squirreling from the law--
guilty and disgusted
throat scalded raspy raw?
How many nights
will my hand
shake
clutching a new-cut key--
opening a deadbolt door
that now is home to me?
How long will I be tethered
to a life without a chance?
You are calm and ruthless
and this heartbreak's just a dance!
I don’t know why I’'m back again--
can't fight off love's attack--
Your eyes burn like blue blazes
And there is no turning back.
V. Anderson-Throop 2015©
Valdez, Alaska USA
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