how foolish am i?
to let myself become infatuated
by a shadow and a phantom!
it is not the song of the seraph
that keeps me afloat.
it is not the scent of the seraph
that comforts me.
it is not the beauty of the seraph
that eases my woes.
rather,
it is the silent rejection of
everything i cannot have
that forms the basis of
my sin. your disregard.
and
it is the knowledge and reassurance
of the impossible that aids
my acceptance. your passing.
but
it is the wind that lifts
me. not you.
your hand is not mine to hold.
and yet, forever i'll remain,
thinking of you.
10.28.2007
thinking of you, part 3
posted by tim at 5:10 PM
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3 comments:
Bien sur, c'est formidable. Et, bien sur, je t'ai envoye un courriel.
I think each installment just gets better. The progression of attitude from one to the next is really good I think. I really love this one, Tim.
Wonderful, Timothy :)
Seriously, I know it took me a long time to comment on here, but it's simply because each time I come back I like it even more.
I've never read poetry from anyone my own age that was anywhere near this good.
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