Saturday, March 21, 2009

impetus. into. infinity.

i guess its just today
from when i woke up
with you touching my face
gently, like the hand of a child
who wants to know that the fight
didn't last, that the future survived
and i tell you everything's fine
its too early to say i love you
but you know what i mean
because you smile and look
at us now with the crowd gathering
looking up and watching
with the young men lounging
slouching against the walls
they've painted with their sharp letters
wondering about wires
and the girls are sliding looks 
through their thick lashes
that they've spread black and thick
to catch those boys like spiders
who want to believe 
that they too can grow wings
the old men don't see us at all
they're watching the smiles
of the dowager queens beside them
who nod at us and them and the world
telling them that everything is fine
it's all falling into line
and really, it was about time...
so i surrender the audience
and smile at you while the sky streaks
behind you like an extension of your eyes
we will keep the steps without trying
it's beneath our notice
the fact that we are flying
because you and i know this
it was about time
and everything is fine
today was the day 
that we began the rest of our lives.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

like an extension of your eyes