I used to love the distance and the closeness of the city, but now it tears away bits and pieces that it once helped build up; and a long time allie has finally turned against me.

You do understand that this means war?

Scene 41

I told you the day we met
that my life was a Hollywood movie
and you laughed
because the music in the background
was silent and sad,
of the blues and a little jazz
and frozen fires
just like me -

(nobody watches a lonely motion picture
on a dirty screen)

- but you were wrong,
because only in
a movie
would someone lose
so much
from a silent kiss on a cheek
one goodbye,
and an alley
that took you away far too early.

I love
but the city adores
and keeps you
to itself

(Skyscrapers rise between us,
keeping me from finding you)

I saw you in the window
behind a closed door
in the river
on the shore
on a train
and walking to your own wedding

but it was a mere shadow

and I look
and turn every corner
with a hope that




(only the credits are still left
waiting impatiently behind the stage)

Poetry by muddy waters
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Written on 2005-08-25 at 00:32

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another beauty, i'm impressed. :)

chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
i like this, the way it flows with a gentle sadness at loss. i suppose as we get older, the times they really do change. progress i think they call it! i remember going back to where i was brought up to find it all completely different. we have to adapt as the city adapts.