Miscalculation
Written 29.10.2018 (probable date); edited 21.5.2024; original - mail
I have nothing to say
I have counted days
No. Minutes. Moments too.
Heartbeats, beads of sweat, pinpricks and shivers running through
I’ve counted them all
Like beads on a grill
Day over day over day
And still
One plus one doesn’t make two
The harder I try
The harder it seems
To justify what happened to me and you
“What happened?”
Nothing, it would seem
The sun rises in the east
Stars shine, stars die
In blinding skies
You live in your hole
And so do I
Yet some humongous, wondrous change
Creeps like the silent hand of the hour
Changing, changing, changing all
Friend to foe, foe to lover
A Promise to dust, an embrace to a pall
Songs to silence, life to loss
And words to garbage that we toss
Shreds and wisps
Don’t talk much
So I have nothing more to say
Let’s just pretend our journey’s end
Has come sooner by a day
And instead of songs, sing me a goodbye
So that I... oh wait!
For You’re already out of sight
And I’m out of mind
And what’s left behind
Are clouds of chalk hanging
O’er my empty black board...
