Summer Thoughts

Time’s wound grows in me

With each new passing day.

I comfort myself with sky and sleep

With words on paper

And music that sings

Of another’s man’s sorrow.

I destroy everything I love

Because that destruction

Is another form of love.

I sit still in the sun all day

Learning how to stop thinking.

I breathe.

I only breathe.

There is a woman somewhere

Waiting for me.

This is my mission in life:

To find love that will redeem me.

I will keep saying no

To the things that bind me

To my solitude.

And if halfway down the road

I will stumble and fall

This will comfort me:

That I had the courage

To walk my own way.