Sorry, haven't been on here in about a century. cry so here's a recent one (sorry for the spelling, haven't revised yet):
If You're There.
If you're there, in the catatonic piano keys
banging the cuboards in a yellow kitchen
with the crowd's adrenaline high and
the shot of the starting gun that never came.
If you're there with the faceless companions
running the maze and the railroad tracks
picking a way through this and that and whatever
else there is in this world
If you're there in the explosion of freckles
the porcelain doll strewn across the floor
the black umbrellas, the eifell tower.
in the mindless streets of inner termoil.
If your're there, in the bad music
the bajou, the bow the strings EADG
the numbing cold from fear and
gossamer memories spread across an ageless polaroid.
If you're there, from the golden sunshine
and the colorless void is the normal life,
the upswept arms of the sapling that never grew
and the seeing of songs,
If you're there, I will be waiting.
