another day full of tears
at the most obscene moments
a sunny drive home
from a favorite corner store
to buy a special soda
that special remembered crack
in the glass door
levels of thought being
pummeled by pain
the road might as well contain
some hideous hurricane
shaking these stories
from the towers of my cares
is about as likely as
expecting to drop down on the moon
and live
no I'm not sorry we were together
you weren't a mistake
you were just
expensive
yes i thought i had enough left inside
enough to let in a little light
a special reserve of emotional means
not even to risk but to blindly follow our dreams
people invade
happiness comes
you forget there exists such a thing as sad
until darkness billows
and the road collapses
under your inertia
over your very sensibilities
you lose who you fought so bravely to become
nails refuse to grow
speaking always in a foreign tongue
breathing is as spelunking
this cavern life now resembles
back to your old life
if you can find it through the shambles
no I'm not sorry we were together
you weren't a mistake
you were just
expensive
ellee 2002
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