Everything
is questions now
A
tipping point reached
Sliding
down the other side
Of
the goddamn mountain
Looking
back
Looking
up
Digging
your nails in trying
To
slow yourself
For
even a moment
Taste
the air
Take
it in
As
it passes you like a dog
Hanging
out a car window
But
Don’t
look back
You
can never look back
Still
you ask the impossible now
Of
yourself
Of
others
Reaching
out to grasp fingertips
Of
hands just inches away as they blur past
And
your eyes divert
Forward
like a hunter’s gaze
You
are looking for the box
And
you are looking for the trap door
Still
in your ears old songs ring
Straight
to the heart
Where
they were imprinted
So
many summers ago
And
they remain there
And
they are solid
Unmoving
And they are like iron
And
they pump the blood
And
feed the soul
And
cause the shadow of regret
And
melancholy to fall
Every
now and then
But
it is just that
Only
a shadow
But
Don’t
look back
You
can never look back
Even
if it was all gold
Warmth
and carelessness
Nights
that never came and never ended
All
at once
It
will only ever be a version of the truth
But
it can’t be helped
And
believe me I have tried
Though
this age
Now
Is
the best time for this introspection
Opposite
reflection and infantile regression
So why listen to me
So why listen to me
Feed
the soul with a solid red
Smoke
Burn
Scream
shout laugh lament
Claw
Climb
Close
your eyes and dream it all back.