these words that i wrote...

Voices down the alley

Voices behind the ears I had

A second thought

And then silence pervaded

Not from behind my ears

But down the alley

That I once took lonely walks on

Memories of the man I was

Clash with the man I am

I’m torn between then and now

The middle path is only a temporal thought

I’m the thorn between the paws of the beast

And the earth that gave me comfort…

I didn’t intend to be the reason why

The beast bled

And destroyed the tender plumules

That greened the dusty bare earth.

A thousand more reasons

Why the tree must shed off leaves

And the one reason why

A well pruned tree grows well

Gaze set on the horizon;

The nothingness of today

And the false hope that

A tomorrow here might be better…

Bump…

Up and down

Like the head of the domestic lizard.

Thoughts of when

I helplessly watched lizards

Murdered by my sadistic elementary school mates

But her smile evades my thoughts,

Then the shy look in her eyes.

The clouds boast of beauty too

Though our eyes only reach the horizon

Back and forth

Like a tennis ball

Who we are today

And who we might be tomorrow

Are two different images

In the same frame…

I’ve no better words

Or no more thoughts

Than the one that reads

These words that I wrote

While journeying to the highest peak…