muse
there is no way to measure how far I have walked
dragged my two feet on this long
empty road
away from you
away from the coast and days where the Sun rises
to that lonely place named Nowhere Near
being recovered
from fascination and hope
took only a few false steps to spend eternity on a trip
to regret I really live
trip through my dreams
and all the way through the mist of time and space
to genesis
of what love was supposed to bring
somehow
the virtue of patience is killing my will
and
I am getting used to that annoying fear inside
of never touching your face
while always starring in the eye the fire I am
on you
and you only
sanity
let it burn
as everything does in the deep meditation of life
ashes to ashes are a promise we are pretending not to hear
and then
suddenly
our shoes are walked in circles by millions of strangers
and in the process
we turn
meaningless and forgotten