2 am

last night at 2 am i had a revelation.
and now half submerged in water in invite you to share the secret.

the lies that i wove, stand.
but as the rain slaps the sidewalk my thoughts drift towards a romantic tomorrow.
and the eyes that once stood blank now bleed red.
the sky has turned an astonishing orange.
i couldn’t have predicted all of this from behind the glass.

the blank canvas i stared at only contributed to my confusion.
frida was there.
hissing advice from the canvas that she trapped herself upon.
all i can do is nod my head yes while i try and think of other things.

48 left to breath.
the pavement is so impersonal; must i lie here?
trying to stick my hand through the gate seemed pointless.
so i picked up my cup and walked away.
dragging the stick along the fence as it screams for release.

once they took me to a place that i rather not explore.
but i could feel every inch of your body love.
every bone, every secret, every nightmare.
eyes closed i tried to steal them away.
feeling out their path and drawing them out.
your body trembled as i eased the thoughts from your body,
wisps of nightmares vanishing into the air,
my own body shuddering with the pleasure of your pain.
your grip on my back weakens as i whisper to you the warmth these terrors,
your heartbeat pounds into my chest.
quickening with every whisper.
oh i was devastated when it ended love,
devastated.

you know the ice is thinning and sooner or later you’re going to fall in.
then i won’t be able to enjoy my walks anymore.
there was a time when dancing down the street in a sombrero seemed eccentric.
now it’s essential.
who would have known?

i wear a watch that doesn’t work.
for now, time shall slip by me unnoticed.