wandering

i ran away
i got distracted
by the way he
crafted his absence.
 
i missed the star
the way it shone
like my tears
when i sat alone.
 
i misbehaved
went after all
the things i craved,
left him sighing
in the tender mist,
knowing he'd regret this.
 
i am skin moments,
tingling sensation
where sleeps fortitude
and frustration.
  
i am opening lips
to whisper this
till the skies notice
my indigence.

i'm a child prodigy
of what's been
done to me,
an ancient rubble
of broken scrolls,
displaying the welts
left on my soul.
 
i waited the day
till time got away
where i silently faded,
into the crowds
like invisible doubt.
 
i'm a girl in the trees
where they adore me,
where they tell stories
that live before me.
 
i'm not impressed
by the tenderness,
not drawn in with
the silk of this skin.

i'm here by choice,
erect what they destroyed,
i'm listening to my voice
"walk on" she says,
"let it lay dead
beside the pathway
where the lines are grey
where there's no boundary."
 
so the crossroads arrive,
divide impending strides,
i'm tossing out the bones
making decisions alone;
skipping over quicksand,
with rocks in my hands.
 
i'm keeping options open,
can't ever stop hoping,
i'll find him waiting for me
beside the foamy sea.
v
(copyright @ dbv publishing 2010)