Tuesday, December 16, 2008

split

Half of me lie bare
nude
exposed.
stretched
limber
to the tightely woven words of attempt.
striving to make sense of sense since time is all I have.
and that too slips.

I dont know.
the moment I assume I knew.
thought I did.
I forget.
forgot to
rememberenough for me to
stand
over
under
standing.


That other half.
of me
craddled clothed
covered.
concealed.
in the corner.
sweaty.
teary eyed.
vunerable.
knows the needings of knowing
but too scared

frightened.

half of whole must meet.

1 comment:

  1. You're afraid and ready to go....
    its like siemese twins...
    two brains struggling to control one...
    what is your complexity, Brother?

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