No poof no
Wave of a
Magic wand simply
Evaporation of an
Oasis a respite
That I discovered
While wandering alone
Choked like a
Tomato plant by
Silent creeping ivy
Left to wither
In silence while
You grow giddy
You knew all
Along and waited
Then began to
Creep leaving me
Your opportunity to
Starve
Oh wait did
I could I
Have maybe i
Did perhaps while
Doing other things
I said could
I have said
Maybe I did
Unaware of what
I was doing
Might I have
I think that
I did I’m
Sorry if I
Did did you
Could you have
Did I hear
You right when
You said what
You said when
You said that
These are the
Questions left when
The words die
Shivering I wait
For the sound
Of you to
Pass swiftly like
A thundering tornado
Which scarred the
Landscape of myself
I’ve slowly forgotten
You your face
Your laugh your
Voice and now
Crawl from beneath
Where I hid
Now that the
Storm of you
Is finally over
And now in
The silence of
After I survey
The damage finding
Carnage and my
Own heart once
Again beating on
My sleeve when
Will I learn
Not to lead
With my heart
Using it to
Shield to strike
To hack stab
And scar finding
It there dirty
Bleeding and beating
I pick it
Up and place
It back into
The coffer of
My chest mount
The steed of
My respect and
Trot on to
The next battle
And we postured
Sometimes bucking trying
To throw the
Other off still
Believing that we
Are stallions majestic
And free of
Cages yet who
Is the horse
And who is
The rider so
Strain we do
Against the labels
Of our affair
Until our understanding
That neither is
The one to
Break or be
Broken but both
Together cause the
Joy of synergy
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 