Monday, September 27, 2004

Ruminations on the Class of '83

backwards into the tube
closed inside the tunnel
falls onwards and outwards

the tunnel-pipe we peep through
away from today

charcoal eyes searching
connect with some
remembrance of another
looking to reconnect
make contact
and be touched
that way again

the clouds appear
and blocking the sun
and blocking the moon
and blocking the stars
they block the memories
of known things forgotten
charcoal eyes
remind

sullen acceptance
of clocks ticking
cars driving
planes flying
doors closing
goodbyes never said
heartbreak never accepted
dreams never acknowledged

tunnels never closing
the pipe inside the tunnel-cave
we peep through
and see today





1 comment:

Dizzo said...

Bloody well pierces my own weakened heart only to make it strong again by your great singing the song and making the words and here we got the 'artifice of eternity.'