you cannot see inside (but it is palatial)
Your fingers stretch
and twist around, the tendrils crowned
in power found
in me, not you, surprised to find
that’s that the truth I’ve kept inside
my fortress mind -
That as you look,
begin to see
that gaze of yours stops short of me –
it gazes at, not gazes through
because, well, I guess that you
don’t know me as well as you think
you do. One wall is up, a second too,
and so I find:
you can no more grab hold of me
(I’m free) - that gaze, those fingers
something lingers, something falls..
my careless tips, the ball it slips
right through and smashes on the floor:
our crystal love it is no more, than memories
I do not want, or need, the greed
and wish to store them up,
to hoard, is gone.
And so,
at last,
I have moved on.
Your fingers stretch
and twist around, the tendrils crowned
in power found
in me, not you, surprised to find
that’s that the truth I’ve kept inside
my fortress mind -
That as you look,
begin to see
that gaze of yours stops short of me –
it gazes at, not gazes through
because, well, I guess that you
don’t know me as well as you think
you do. One wall is up, a second too,
and so I find:
you can no more grab hold of me
(I’m free) - that gaze, those fingers
something lingers, something falls..
my careless tips, the ball it slips
right through and smashes on the floor:
our crystal love it is no more, than memories
I do not want, or need, the greed
and wish to store them up,
to hoard, is gone.
And so,
at last,
I have moved on.