Fruitless Candy

Lips stretched across the happiest row of
Teeth,
Holding each other with pride in front of an applauding audience
Of sunshine, sugar, and glimmering colored bulbs,
Hand holding hand.
My sweet...
Earth was an adventure, a joy, a challenge, a gift
You were
Inviting cherry Chapstick,
Blooming art,
A child,
An animal,
A mind-reader,
Completely blind to what I wanted to tell you--
But it didn't really matter at the time.

With silence comes reflection.
When the curtains close, the house lights are blinding and unforgiving
And, for a moment,
I wonder with disappointment where my shadow puppets have gone,
Why the show has ended.
The suspension wears off and I become analytical.
Romanticism turns into criticism and obsession brings terrorism.
Out of solitude emerges
Individual thought
Further removed from fact,
Suckling from the teat of
Intuition.
The steroids of love slowly wear off and I am left
Weak yet pure,
Shivering for a fix but too smart now to reach out.

Further wounded and sick from what was falsely labeled "medicine",
I realize my addiction will only leave me to a dead end,
And the path to happiness is nowhere near this neighborhood.
Cease exploration;
Heal.

Well Whaddya Know!

Honestly, I was toying with the idea of making a blog on this server, and had discovered, to my amazement (and mild embarrassment) that I'd beaten myself to it two years prior. In fact, my original intention to share thoughts in a random, perhaps artistic format that would mix reality with metaphors now proves to have carried through from 2007, matching perfectly with the lonely abandoned summer post. Thus, instead of creating a new blog, I will merely add on to this one.

LNC