Sunday, January 17, 1999

nothing concluded 99

how many days
must pass
and when did
this space
become uncomfortable

the coffee is far
from gourmet
but it can
open eyes
to loneliness all around

squelching the depression
that rears it's ugly
face from time to time
it seems too hard to smile
unless standing on the head

finding the positive
is far from the problem
that in fact is
ignoring the negative
somethings might never change

the snow has melted
and bare ground
is exposed at last
ice remains and a chill
one could not prepare for

never imagined
when all is stripped away
and all alone
more yourself than ever
nothing concluded...